I'm happy to see my little one growing up and becoming her own person, but there is a tug at my heart, a sadness inside, that represents the passing of time.
Here she is, all grown up and ready to head out the door to her "own thing". Not with me, not with her sister, not with daddy, but with herself.
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I know what you mean about the tug at your heart, but know that no matter how old she gets you will ALWAYS be her Mom...the beautiful angel that brought her into this world, took care of her when she was sick, read her bedtime stories, and taught her how to be a good, kind person.
You have many 'firsts' to come with your little girls...celebrate every moment :)
Alright, I'm crying again! You girls all have me crying tonight with your blogs! How did I ever get to be friends with such loving, sentimental Mommies?! And how are all of our babies growing up so fast...it seems like just yesterday that we were all dreaming about "someday" having babies. Now here's another one of our "babies" going off to school!
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