My baby girl is growing up so fast, I can hardly believe how time has passed by so quickly! At 8, I see signs that her childhood is slipping away, day by day. Lord, I just want to hold onto her sometimes and not let go. I had no idea the heart was capable of so much love, at times I feel as if it could burst! It seems as if just yesterday I was holding her, snuggled up in my arms, with those big blue eyes staring up and me with such adoration and unconditional love! Now, those big blue eyes roll, she sighs, pouts and has a major attitude! Where did my little angel go? Where is the child that thought I could do no wrong?? Where is my baby??
I realize I have quite a bit of time left before she grows up and leaves the nest to make a life of her own...but it just passes so quickly! I was, let me emphasize, WAS such a confident parent. I was not intimidated by late nights, breast feeding, changing diapers, or the lifestyle changes that came with having a baby. However, I must admit, I am scared to death of the years to come! What do you do with a hormonal teenage girl? How do you deal with rebellion and deviance? I am now seeing a glimpse of what I am in store for in the years to come, and it scares me to death!
Has she heeded the lessons, values and morals I have tried my hardest to instill in her? If she strays from the path of the lessons taught, will she find her way back? Will she be strong, independent and have the ability to say no to all of the peer pressures she is bound to encounter?
My biggest question is, if something were to happen to me today, or down the road....will she know how much I love her? Will she really understand that I would be willing to give my life for her?
Yes, one day she will know and she will understand. It will not be today, and no, it will not be tomorrow...but one day she will know...it could quite possibly be the day she holds her little miracle in her arms, and when he/she looks up at her with adoration and unconditional love...she will know the truth...the love only a mother knows...the love for her child.
I realize I have quite a bit of time left before she grows up and leaves the nest to make a life of her own...but it just passes so quickly! I was, let me emphasize, WAS such a confident parent. I was not intimidated by late nights, breast feeding, changing diapers, or the lifestyle changes that came with having a baby. However, I must admit, I am scared to death of the years to come! What do you do with a hormonal teenage girl? How do you deal with rebellion and deviance? I am now seeing a glimpse of what I am in store for in the years to come, and it scares me to death!
Has she heeded the lessons, values and morals I have tried my hardest to instill in her? If she strays from the path of the lessons taught, will she find her way back? Will she be strong, independent and have the ability to say no to all of the peer pressures she is bound to encounter?
My biggest question is, if something were to happen to me today, or down the road....will she know how much I love her? Will she really understand that I would be willing to give my life for her?
Yes, one day she will know and she will understand. It will not be today, and no, it will not be tomorrow...but one day she will know...it could quite possibly be the day she holds her little miracle in her arms, and when he/she looks up at her with adoration and unconditional love...she will know the truth...the love only a mother knows...the love for her child.
Published by Jennifer Rogers
Jennifer Rogers is a former ABA Therapist for the Autism Society. She is now a homeschooling, freelance writing, work at home mom of four. She is a self-proclaimed queen of procrastination, a domestic diva w... View profile
- The Lifelong Wounds of Growing Up with a Bipolar ParentGrowing up is hard enough, but having a mentally sick is even harder.
- Lies Your Parents Told You While Growing UpWhen growing up our parents will tell us some lies. Some of them they will tell us to keep us out of trouble others they will tell us so we don't do the things they did.
- Growing Up in Kathmandu, NepalGrowing up in Kathmandu, Nepal I was a rebellious child. For me any rules, any standards were there to stifle my independence. Naturally, I was not teacher's pet and not a popular student.
Growing Up in a Large FamilyThere is nothing in life that can compare to growing up in a large family. I grew up in a family of nine children. Yes you read that right, nine children. - Growing Up with Billy the BullyThis is a personal story about growing up as a child and the importance of facing bullies and my fears in the face.
- Girl Time for Mothers and Daughters
- Top 5 Investment Tips for Parents
- Where Does the Hippocratic Oath Fit Today?
- The Walk for Hunger, Boston, MA
- Growing Up Soprano: Young Actors Grew Up on Hit HBO Series
- ATL : Film Gives True Taste of the South and Growing up In Atlanta
- Usher's Syndrome: Growing Up with a Deaf and Blind Mom
- As babies our children adore us.
- Day by day that quickly fades.
- One day she will understand a mother's love for her child.
One day your children will understand the love you have for them and the sacrifices made.




4 Comments
Post a CommentIt is so hard to be a parent sometimes... all the blessings and the joy far outweigh the sadness, but sometimes the sadness is so strong it's hard to find the joy. I have touched on this topic you have written about in some of my pieces (mainly poetry on here). Feel free to check them out and let me know what you think.
Wow. I have no kids yet, and I'm amazed by the patience a parent must have. Good article!
Hey girl..this is Martie Mart. I think you write great. I wish I could write that well.
Hey! Is this the Jennifer Rogers of cheerleading fame? Cait wants to send you a graduation announcment and that baby a b-day present. Send me your address! I'm at the old email address until the end of May and then I will not be at that address ever again!