I am Five....going on Seventeen.
Mommy,You should prepare..

'Hi, Mom!'

Hi sweetie. How are you? I miss you!

'I'm having a lot of fun. Guess what? I have a new boyfriend!'

You do?? Who is it? Are you sharing Aunt Teeny Tiny's boyfriend again?

'Yes. Her and Mr. Past broke up. So he's not really my boyfriend anymore. Mr. New is our boyfriend now. He's really cute.'

Awww. Well, I'm glad Aunt Teeny Tiny doesn't mind sharing.

'She says it's okay. I'm to shy to tell him I like him though. I get shy when I talk to new people.'

Well, that's okay. But you don't have to be shy because everyone loves talk to you 'cause you have a great personality.

'Thanks mom. I love you. I have to go 'cause I want to help Maga (grandma) clean the house.'

Okay baby. Love you too. Bye.

I got off the phone and had tears in my eyes. Not just because I miss them so much. But because it's hard to believe how fast she's growing up.

She's always had a thing for 'sharing' her aunts boyfriends. It's cute and they have a great time teasing each other about it.

She's not even six yet. Not even in Kindergarten. But sometimes after a call like that I get a glimpse of the 17 year old she will be one day. And how wonderfully amazing and vibrant my little baby girl will become.

I hope we talk then like we did today. I hope we manage to find a way through the maze of hormonal, emotional teen girl years and still remain close.

Someday she's going to tell me she really does have a new boyfriend. And then all my own fears and worries will surface. Making the same mistakes I did of having sex too soon. Having her heart broken. I know I can't save her from these things. I know that all I can do is give her the tools to make the right decisions and gently guide her and advise her and hope she will listen.

I have always said that I wouldn't have to worry about her and that it was the guy she dated I would feel sorry for. She's a spitfire with an attitude that tells you she won't take anyone's BS. As high maintenance as I pretend she'll be, I realize that her loving nature, gentle way, inner and outer beauty and overall personality will make her so much more than that.

She will be a force to be reckoned with, no doubt. But that will be part of her attraction and appeal. She's like a wild horse. Playful, crazy, impetuous, sassy, smart, hard to break, soft and sweet all at the same time.

I just wish I could pause her right here in this moment. Just hold on to my baby girl a little bit longer, because it's all moving so fast. But at the same time I can't wait to see where she ends up in the world.

I love you Boo.

And for those of you who caught it..I did have this song in my head while writing this post. Thus the title :-)


Tracy said...

I have the same thoughts about my girls. I have so many fears that they will make the same bad choices that I did. Plus, I don't know what I'm going to be when they don't need me anymore. That scares me!
Your daughter is beautiful!

Chris said...

Tracy - It is terrifying. I just really hope I can develop a relationship with her that will allow us to talk about these type of things.

Isn't it funny how you spend their whole growing up years preparing them to not need you, and yet the very thought of that terrifies you?

Thankfully I still need my momma every day.

And thank you! Your kids are beautiful also! (of course..they are *cousins* LOL)

MGM said...

She's so beautiful! And I totally relate!

Amber said...

What a beautiful picture of your daughter. You hit on the fears we all share with our daughters. I just can't believe how much easlier it is all happening.

One thing is for sure: you have a beautiful little heartbreaker there. :-)

Chris said...

MGM - Thank you! I'm glad I'm not the only one who is worried!

Amber - It does happen earlier, but right now these are just 'crushes' on her aunt's boyfriend. She really doesn't know what it means or the significance. I had a crush around her age on one of my parents friends and all it meant to me was that he was cute and I couldn't talk to him w/out turning 7 shades of red. LOL.

And thank you for the compliment :-)

Catwoman said...

Such a beautiful post and such a gorgeous picture!

And I know exactly how you feel! Mine's about to turn two and sometimes I want to squeeze him tight and beg him to stop getting older.

Chris said...

Catwoman - When she was two my mom suggested that I put bricks in her diapers. She swears it would work. But I haven't tried it so if you do I can't be held responsible ;-)

jesse said...

I love your post and the picture. It makes me sad too thinking about my little ones growing up.