It's nearing the time when Lil will no longer be my one and only. I adore her so much, but sometimes think that the next few months will be hardest on her. I fear that I'll neglect her in certain ways, that she'll lack for attention and affection. All the strength and independence she showed as a baby is harder to see now, at least for me. I just see this little girl who needs guidance and patience, and within days her mama will be short on both (not to mention mental clarity, emotional fortitude, and sound judgement).
So in these final days of Lil's Only-Childhood, I am giving it my all. And I'm soaking up every moment, every word, every smile, every tear. Every time I successfully hoist her into her high chair, or lay her in her crib without dropping her. I take extra time putting her to bed, rocking her just a few more times even as she tries to wiggle free. I get hugs and kisses more often. I give her cookies whenever she asks. I bend to her whims with ease even though I cannot bend to reach the floor. For now she is my only baby, my only child, and I will love her like no other.
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