Wednesday, September 23, 2009
She's growing up
Our sweet, little girl is growing up so quickly right before our eyes. I'm reminded every single day that she's not a baby girl anymore, but my three year old daughter with
a wild streak of
independence and a mind of her own.
She decides what she will wear,
what she will eat, what she will do.
Occasionally she asks for my input,
but for the most part,
she knows what she likes and that's that.
I'm sure I'm not alone in this sentiment, but I feel like it's such a difficult
balancing act, trying to be supportive and encouraging enough to allow Ella to spread her wings, so to speak, while also being loving and involved enough that she realizes she doesn't have to do everything for herself. Sure, she still cries for Mommy when she's hurt (or getting in trouble with Daddy) and she still wants to cuddle at bedtime. I cherish those opportunities to mother her, but more than once lately, I've heard her calling me Mom, not Mommy, and I don't know if I'm ready for that.