A turned 7 yesterday. I can not believe that she is 7 already. She is such a petite child. I am reminded of it every week when she goes to gymnastics and is one of the older children in her class and still the smallest. But she sure is a bundle of energy, very graceful and determined to do her best.
We went to church yesterday, as we normally do on Sunday mornings, and I asked A to sit with me during church service instead of going to children's church. With Kurt in SD, I sometimes get lonely sitting by myself in church. While we were enjoying the music during the worship service A wanted me to pick her up. As I was standing there holding her and swaying to the music I thought about the fact that my little girl is 7 years old. I wondered how many other moms hold their 7 year old's this way. Yes, she is small for her age, but she is now 7 years old. As I looked around the room I was the only mom holding a non-infant child. So it made me sad to think that maybe, just maybe, my little girl is too old for me to hold.
Then I remembered that she was just over 3 1/2 when she came home to us. That means I have only been holding her for about 3 1/2 years. As time goes by I know that she will grow too big for me to pick up and hold her the way I did yesterday, but for as long as she will let me, I think I will keep holding her.
Another thing A and I do on Sunday is take C, J, and K to youth group in the afternoon. I usually sit and crochet while A plays. Since we live a half hour from the church and youth is only 2 hours long it really does us no good to drive home while they are there. So yesterday A wanted to watch a movie in the nursery, since we were the only ones there, I figured it would be okay. She wanted to watch Beauty and the Beast. She loves Belle. So I put it in for her and went just outside the nursery to crochet when I realized that I had never watched this movie with her. So I went back in. Again, I wanted to be closer to her realizing just how fast time flies by, I asked her to sit with me in the rocking chair. It is those quiet moments that we share together that bring me the most joy. I am so thankful that God chose me to be her mommy. We are truly blessed to have her in our family.
