I cant' believe that my little girl has just turned two this past weekend...
Recently, I often find myself picking up my daughter a little more than usual. After I come home from work, all I want to do is to sweep her into my arms and hold her close to my heart. I do this partly to unwind from a stressful day of work, but I know deep down, that a large part of this sticky behaviour has to do with the realization that my baby is just growing up way too fast. I feel as though, that if I do not savage every moment with her now, that soon enough, she will no longer giggle and run into my arms after i get home from work; or the next thing before i know it, she will become so independent that she will no longer need me to push her on the swing anymore.
Sometimes I think my need to hold on to little Mia, is because my husband and I may not want to have another baby. To be honest, there are times when I feel almost guilty at the thought of not giving her a sibling, since I was lucky enough to grow up with a sister: I had someone to share silly secrets with, and someone to console with when I was down and needed a lift. I don't want Mia to grow up being a lonely child, but I just don't know if I am physically or mentally ready to go through "it" again. I am not getting any younger, and I have just received an offer for a full time position at the firm I was doing temporary work for. I don't want to think too much about this for now...
Right now, I need to promise Mia, myself and everyone that loves me, that I must treasure every moment in life to live life to it's fullest and to do the best i can at work, because someone believed in me and gave me a chance.
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