My daughter is a big-time sleepyhead in the mornings. She absolutely hates to get up. I think she probably gets that from her mother. *ahem* This morning I went to give her the usual wake-up kiss, and I said, “Don’t go back to sleep! You don’t want to miss your last day as a nine year old!”
And I realized … after today I will no longer have a child in the single-digits age bracket.
That’s a bigger milestone for me as a mother than is known to most people.
And the bittersweet of it made me kind of sad, in a way. It’s an ending, a closure. There are no more babies, and my baby will be 10, a whole decade! Double-digits from here on out, and tomorrow she will be 21, because I will blink and time will have zipped by that fast.
Goodbye, single-digit ages. I will miss you, terribly. It’s been more joyful than anyone can know.