Five is a Little Hard to Swallow
It is hard for me to believe that a mere five years ago Emma was not a part of my life. Now I cannot imagine what life would be without her. It seems like we’ve been through so much together, like she’s been around forever. At the same time I can’t believe that she’s five and about to start Kindergarten.
Emma reminds me daily of how old she is about to be. I have been informed that when she turns five she will be a schoolgirl, she will no longer need rest time, and there are certain toys she will be “to old” for. We went through her closet and dresser yesterday and she was elated to be getting rid of clothes that were “too little” for her. This one is a milestone for her as well as us. She is embracing these changes…me…not so much.
Amy told me when she was pregnant with Emma that I would love her so much I wouldn’t be able to express it in words. She was right. Any words seem feeble compared to the weight in my chest.
Almost every day I have the following conversation with Emma and Maya both:
Me: Do you know how much Daddy loves you?
Emma or Maya: Ughh!! YES!!!
Me: Just making sure.
I don’t want there to ever be a doubt in their little minds.
I know change is good. Growth is good. Life is all about these things. Knowing this to be true doesn’t make it any less heart wrenching that my baby girl is now my little girl, and that those days are numbered too.
Here are some shots I took of Emma this evening.
Emma reminds me daily of how old she is about to be. I have been informed that when she turns five she will be a schoolgirl, she will no longer need rest time, and there are certain toys she will be “to old” for. We went through her closet and dresser yesterday and she was elated to be getting rid of clothes that were “too little” for her. This one is a milestone for her as well as us. She is embracing these changes…me…not so much.
Amy told me when she was pregnant with Emma that I would love her so much I wouldn’t be able to express it in words. She was right. Any words seem feeble compared to the weight in my chest.
Almost every day I have the following conversation with Emma and Maya both:
Me: Do you know how much Daddy loves you?
Emma or Maya: Ughh!! YES!!!
Me: Just making sure.
I don’t want there to ever be a doubt in their little minds.
I know change is good. Growth is good. Life is all about these things. Knowing this to be true doesn’t make it any less heart wrenching that my baby girl is now my little girl, and that those days are numbered too.
Here are some shots I took of Emma this evening.
posted by Curt Coffey at
10:18 PM
5 Comments:
Great shots Curt!!
My trio just turned 5 this week and I COMPLETELY understand your feelings of pride mixed with wistfulness :)
It is unbelievable, she's such a big girl! They're all seeming to grow up soooo fast!
I like the pictures, I really like the last one with the sun.
oh, what a sweet dad you are! i especially love the last two shots.
I clearly remember when Amy was 5! It seems forever ago (not that she's so old or anything). You're right, even the little girl stage won't last long. You're wise to savor it while you can.
The pictures are great. I especially love the second to the last one.
Okay - I should give the disclaimer that I have a 'daddy thing'. I grew up without one and when I see a strong father/child bond... it get me good.
I just read every word on this post... and I'm now crying.
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