Letters To Our Daughters: Dream Sweet Girl
My Littlest Sofie,
You are growing up. How is that possible? As we race through the jumble of our days, so often I wish you and your brother were older. I think things like, ‘Won’t it be easy when they are bigger? They will be able to . . . insert random developmental milestones here. . . and our lives will be so much simpler. Well, you are now officially “bigger.” And I’m feeling weepy about it. You see, you are my last little. So I know that these days of you wanting to hold my hand for everything, wanting me to sing you to sleep, wanting me to help you decide which dress Barbie should wear. . . these days will wane.
And the time has now come for you to go to big-girl school. We bought your school uniform today. You wouldn’t try it on yet (it is gray, not pink, so I don’t blame you). I’m hoping we can convince you to wear it before you start proper school next week. You will look so small in that uniform. The world of just you and me, princess and ponies, our little make believe castles and fairies — that world will always be there for you, my angel. But you will be entering your brother’s world now. School and homework, playdates and best friends. The time when you may not always choose me as your best friend.
So you dream now, sweet girl. Dream of the sparkling fairy land. Dream of holidays and pool days. Dream of trips to the beach just because, and ice lollies in the middle of a hot day. Dream of your mama, loving you forever, no matter how big or small you grow. . .
On the 10th day of every month, I will write a letter to my daughter and attempt to capture her essence in photos and words. A few other special ladies will do so as well, and we will link our blogs in a circle of love and letters. After mine, please visit the blog of the lovely photographer, Jessica Singleton to read her touching and beautiful post.