Wednesday, August 24, 2011

A girl and her pony-tail...

Last night, I had a mom moment.

It hit me out of the blue, an idle thought as I looked at Brigid while we were watching Winnie the Pooh on an old VHS tape, internally celebrating the fact that she had actually asked to watch Pooh (the words! they're starting to come! so much excitement!), and admired her curly little pony-tail, all perfectly in place.

And then I thought, 'Wait a second, babies don't have pony-tails. What in the hell happened to my baby?!?!?'.

I find myself having those thoughts a lot these days, it seems.

And while I'm still not sure where that little baby that ran around my house as little as two months ago disappeared to all of a sudden, I'm having an awfully good time with the kid that replaced her.

So, if you need me, I'll be over here trying hard to focus on the fun we're having in the present, instead of wallowing in the fact that the next time I blink, she'll be heading off to college or something.

(Oh, who am I kidding...there will be wallowing. I wouldn't be me if there wasn't. Luckily for B, I'm a good multi-tasker, so we can do both at the same time.)


  1. I have this same realization on a daily basis, which might explain why I'm starting to want another baby!

  2. I know! I am tempted to cut all her hair off, but I know it wouldn't be the same.


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