The Mom would hold her little baby, blow raspberries on her tummy and say You will grow and grow and soon you will be one. When you are one, you will talk with the cutest little baby words and walk in that unbalanced crazy way. And as the days turned into months and the months turned to years, the little baby did grow.
Soon that little girl had grown so much she could pull pots from the cupboards and she could climb on the table, and her Mom would cuddle her and smell that little girl smell and she would say, You will grow and grow and soon be off to preschool. When you go to preschool you will have entire conversations all starting with why and you will refuse to wear all of the clothes I pick out for, and you will laugh the sweetest laugh. And as the days turned into months and the months into years, the little girl did grow.
After a while she was off to elementary, and she was learning to read, she was making new friends and making adorable crafts that said “I love you Mom“. Her Mom would often hold her hand all the way to the school door, and when she wanted to walk by herself, her Mom would say, You will grow and grow and soon you will be in middle school“. You will only talk about boys and spend ages doing your hair and want your own phone. You will still be adorable and sweet but will walk to the school door by yourself. And I will watch from the car. And as the days turned into months and the months into years, the little girl did grow.
As she started that big journey into the life as a teenager, when she was too cool for school, and her friends were the most important things ever and she no longer held her mom’s hand, and when she was upset about life. Her Mom would say, you will grow and grow and soon you will be an adult. You will be following your own rules and making your own decisions and driving your own car.
So as the days turned to months and the months into years, that teenager did grow. Soon she had her own apartment and her own job and her own boyfriend. She eventually got married and was going to be a Mom. The thing was, it was not just a Mom to one baby but to two. This made the girl very worried.
Her Mom said, Honey, your heart will grow and grow. You will be tired all the time, sometimes your shirt will have baby kisses on the shoulder, and you will always be doing laundry. But as your heart grows and grows you will find the biggest treasure of all, love for two babies.
And she did.
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