How dare she does something like this to her mommy.
How dare she grows up so fast that her mommy doesn't even have a chance to say goodbye to those disappearing baby days.
Where does she get the nerve to she say to me "Mom, I'm not a baby anymore" all while barely grasping the rail of the escalator up to the bus terminal. How dare she make that announcement without my prior knowledge.
How dare she announce "I'm a girl now mommy, not a baby" with such pride and sense of accomplishment. Because mommy just isn't ready for this right now.
I'm not ready at all to let go of that baby one bit.
Dammit - I don't have a choice, do I?
All I can do is respond with a very wistful "You're right Gigi, you're not a baby anymore" and hope she doesn't see the leaks in my eyeballs.
Damn leaky eyeballs. They give me away every single time. How is someone supposed to be a tough motherbumper, when they are thrown greeting card sentiment filled love bombs at every turn? Oh well, it's what I signed up for.
Friendly reminder: Today is the last day to enter my Build-A-Bear draw for a $25 dollar gift card - draw will be happening tonight so hop to it.