Baby Girl…Growing up

Baby Girl…Growing up

Baby girl will be 5 next month. She wants to do everything her big sister does. She’s been asking for almost a year if her front tooth is wiggly. My answer to her every time is not yet.’s not ready.
Until now…
I came home a few days ago to two very excited children trying to tell me that Bay girl’s tooth was wiggly and that I should come and look at it because “Daddy might try to pull it out”
No way I thought. ..
It’s too soon, she’s not even 5 yet. Diva girl who is almost always in a rush didn’t lose her first tooth until she was at least 5 and 1/2!
Not my baby, who is almost never in a rush.
Why is she rushing now???
But it is indeed a wiggly tooth!
She’s already asking when she can get  money under her pillow!
First her tooth, then her drivers license and then who knows what…marriage???
Ok can someone talk me down please…I’m freaking out!



Today I took Baby girl to daycare as usual. Every day we put her hat and back pack in her cubby along with one of her many pairs of super cute sunglasses; then she decides if she wants to change her shoes and of course that is her prerogative. I mean she’s only been wearing the one pair for the 5 minute drive to daycare, how could she possibly wear them any longer than that? Once these very important decisions have been made, she gets ‘uppies’ so we can have extra hugs and kisses before she goes to class. When she’s feeling very grown up, she holds my hand instead (no ‘uppies’ required) but I still get lots of hugs and kisses before she joins her group.


Today was much the same and she decided she wanted ‘uppies’, however, when I started giving her all of her kisses as I walked her into the class, she informed me with the sweetest smile ever that kisses were now for outside…

Yes, you heard me

“No kisses Mommy”

“Did you just say NO kisses?”

Outside only”

It’s happening…!

My baby is growing up…so what if she had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck as I (being her personal taxi) carried her into the room. It’s the kisses that are the first to go…sniff! She’s my little snuggly one, who cuddles when Diva girl is too cool for cuddles.

Where did the time go???


Mind you, I still have a bit of time I think. She still wants me to wipe her bum after a big poo.

Sigh again…how lucky am I?



I’m so late with this post, but Baby Girl had her 4th birthday on Sunday.



When I look at her I can still see so much of the baby in her. She still wants ‘uppies’ in the morning and she still calls her cup of warm milk ‘ba-ba’ at night.

But I can also see the growth and maturity in the way she expresses herself. Like when she says “Did you not hear me say that in the first place?” or “No, I’m really serious…”

So what if ‘really’ still sounds like ‘weely’?

This September she’ll start JK and we went to the orientation at her new school a few weeks ago. I was curious to see how she would react because she is so opposite from her big sister and very shy…

Did I mention that she cried at her own birthday party when everyone sang Happy Birthday?


Well, she did quite well at the orientation especially since there were granola bars for the kids during the parents’ presentation and then playtime in the room that will be her class.

I can already feel the tears welling up. This is my baby, my youngest, the last one. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so glad to be out of the diaper and bottle stage…but I do feel a bit melancholy.

She’s just so tiny!!!

But then again, I do remember feeling this way about my Diva Girl and look at her now! Tall, confident and full of attitude. School has really contributed a lot to who she is becoming.


Maybe I should consider home-schooling.




Watching my girls at gymnastics. The 6 year old powerhouse that can climb that rope like nobody’s business and swing on the bar without fear. Then there is my dainty 3 year old who has found her confidence and will front roll her little heart out or grab those rings like she’s ready for the Olympics. What a difference a year makes. When did they get so big?
I love watching them change and grow. All the new things they are discovering and all the things I am learning about life and myself because of them. It’s all such a blessing.
But every so often I think to myself…
Can you slow down just a bit?
You’re growing up way too fast!