Em is afraid of growing up. Genuinely scared and worried about the future. Sometimes I find her in tears for no reason and when I finally get her to explain why she is crying, she usually tells me she wants to stay little forever. I am not sure how she got this in her head. Does she already know or sense how hard it is to be a grown up? I feel like Jon and I do a decent job of being real while sheltering our children. We want them to understand the world around them but not too much. It is such a fine line.
Tonight after I put the kids to bed, E came downstairs to tell me Em was crying. I went upstairs to find her sitting on her bed sobbing into her sheets. After I immediately hugged her, I asked what was wrong. Em told me that she doesn't want to grow up because she wants to live with me forever. Of course, I was touched. Cherishing the moment, I responded by telling Em that she could live with me as long as she wanted. That seemed to satisfy her and she calmed down. I wiped her tears and tucked her in.
Right now she is sleeping in her pink bed, hugging her puppy, surrounded by her dolls. She is my baby and always will be, but I know sooner than I think she will be wishing she was out of our house. Why do we have to grow up anyways?
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