The annual 'Sweetheart Swirl' is tonite.
And I have no part in making my daughter beautiful for this dance.
None. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
Her first High School dance was Homecoming...I did her hair in a curly up-do. Which I must tell you I loved loved loved to do.
I adore doing hair...
Cutting.
Curling.
Straightening.
Coloring.
Highlighting.
THIS dance her best friend wants to do her hair. Who am I to say "NO". Her friend loves to play/mess with hair as much as I do. Why take that from her. Plus, THEGIRL wants her to do it. They are getting ready at her house. Which might I add is THEGIRL'S second home anyway. Why take that from her. It is HER dance. Not mine. This is her time.
Then they are going to another friends for pictures. ((sighs)) I was not invited to come and take pictures. So since I am not, I am totally leaving it up to my daughter to take control and get good pictures. Some with the group. Some alone. Then she will email them to me tonite. ((sighs)) Might I add if I don't get any good pictures I am gonna totally freak the freak out!! ;)
I feel...Lost. Proud. Jealous. Excited. Old.
It seems our kids are just 'kids'...everyday is the same thing. Yes everyday they are growing, but it is NOT everyday that us as parents are hit with this force of something so emotional that we realize our babies are slowly taking GREAT leaps to break away. To be less needy. To become their own person. This week has been a week for them at our house. That is hard and fulfilling all at the same time. Mixed. Emotions.
THIS afterall is our job...one that I am not quite ready to let go of. Not right now. If ever...
((hugss))
extra ((((hugs)))) for you!
ReplyDeleteI teared up reading this! It doesn't get any easier when they are grown either. You still want to be there to share the significant events in their lives---but you can't cause it is their time. You can only be a bystander looking on with pride.
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