Good morning. This morning has been one of those special and rare ones. I’ve spent lots of time enjoying breakfast in bed, just me and my daughter. I didn’t mind bread crumbles and pieces of apple on my sheets and I didn’t rush into making the bed, get organized, go outdoors and stick to all our other oh so beloved routines.
Yesterday while playing in the park I realized that my little baby is growing up so fast and soon she’ll be an independent girl with her own thoughts, dreams, problems and secrets. I can’t help myself from feeling sadness over the fact that one day she won’t be my baby anymore even though I know I’ll probably cherish every age, phase and stage of her life just as much as this one, but in a different way.
Right now we are each others everything and I know everything about her. Right now I know her better than she knows herself and I teach her new things every day and we explore the world together. Not only do I teach her everything I know, but she also teaches me more than she will ever be able to understand until she one day becomes a mother herself, if she so chooses.
Having a child is the bravest and most important journey I’ve been given, chosen and taken on in life. Everything else seems so secondary. I struggle with new feelings and fears I never knew existed. Who would have known that a child would change me so much but still make me feel like the person I am today was the plan for me all along?
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Pictures by Dora Dalila