You Just Don't Know

There is a little boy in my daughter's grade whose mom passed away last week. I don't know him, I don't know the family, but there hasn't been an hour that I haven't thought about him.

{fine art print by RenataandJonathan on Etsy}

I keep thinking about the moments when he is at school and he suddenly remembers that his mom won't be at home when he gets off the bus. Or when he wakes up in the morning and realizes that it wasn't just a bad dream. I keep finding myself looking up at the sky and praying that he has someone to tuck him in at night. Someone who is going to do all they can to help him grow up. 

You just don't know what else to do for a little boy who has lost his mom.

You just don't know who you will have to say goodbye to sooner than you'd planned.

You just don't know how important all of those little things that you do as a mom are.

You just don't know when your babies will lose you. 

You just don't know what their last memory of you will be.

Jeez Louise, go kiss your babies.



Confessions: I'm That Lady

I'm that lady driving 70 (in a 65, oooh) down the highway with something sticking out of the bottom of my car door. It's just part of my maxi skirt. And when it's winter it will be the end of my scarf. True story. Multiple occasions. Happy Monday!

Sunday Signage: Always Remember

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Fab Foto Friday: Tell Your Friend(s)

Did'ja hear? 

Several shops on Etsy are now able to accept credit cards and Sweet Baby Dolly is one of them! You no longer have to be redirected to PayPal upon placing your order if the seller you are buying from is participating. Let's put on our polka dots and dance.

Yee hoo!

 

Give her some space.
Let her decide.
Let her do it alone.
Keep that opinion to yourself.
Sing along to her kind of music.
These are things I'm constantly repeating to myself in my head.
Just when I thought I was getting the hang of this parenting thing, we've entered a new phase. Actually we entered it about a year ago, but I'm just catching on.

My favorite girl in the entire world turned 7 today.
 I will not bore you with the "where did the time go?" or the "it seems like just yesterday..." because you know what I'm talking about. Her birthdays have always been exciting for me, but I'm finding this one tricky. I wouldn't say I'm sad, it just feels different.
Maybe it's her increased independence? Not because I'm sad that she doesn't need me to do things for her. More because it seems like she's becoming a real person. An actual human who moves through the world in her own way based on who she is, and what her surroundings/family/teachers/peers have taught her. She's just so capable of so much. She is her own little person with her own little  BIG ideas.

Everyday I try to focus on being the person she needs me to be, and not trying to make her the person I want her to be. I want her to be her.