Oh my darling daughters, when you are grown up, please don’t forget me.
It seems so far off right now (you are only 5 and 2), but I know the years will fly by. How many years do we have left together? 13? 14? Mummy remembers things that happened 13 years ago like they happened yesterday.
You Are My World
Right now, you are my world, and I am yours. When you fall and cut your knee, only cuddles with mummy can make it right. When you are frightened and feeling unsteady, a reassuring smile from mummy gives you the boost you need. When you have learnt something new, mummy is the one you want to show first.
I mean everything to you.
That makes my heart burst with happiness… because you mean everything to me too.
But one day you will be grown up. One day you will look to someone else for comfort. One day you will have secrets you don’t want me to know. One day I won’t be able to make your problems go away.
You will be at the start of an exciting journey, ready to embrace the world. You will look ahead with starry eyes and carve out your own path. You’ll have a successful career, exotic holidays, (banks cards and bills), even your own house.
And I will have empty arms.
No more toddler to curl up in my lap. No more warm head nestled into my neck. No more whispered “I love you”s as I kiss you goodnight. No more toothless grins and make-believe.
And yes, I will weep a little as I recognise that these times are gone forever. You will be grown up.
So when that day comes, and you are both grown up, please try to be understanding.
I know you won’t need me to cook for you, but I’d still like to. I know it might frustrate you when I keep phoning you, but remember there was a time when we spent every waking hour together. I’m sorry that there’ll be days when I just have to pop round and see you, even though you’re really busy.
I know you’ll be grown up but please forgive me. You will always be my children. My life will always revolve around you. I will do my best to let you get on with your lives but please be patient with me when I’m finding it hard to let you go.
Oh my darling daughters, when you are grown up, please don’t forget me…
Are you looking forward to getting your independence back or do you dread your kids growing up? Did your own parents struggle to let go or maybe you wish they were more involved now than they are? Let me know in the comments section below 🙂
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