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Tuesday, October 08, 2013

Growing Up

Two pictures of Kayla from several years ago. She is 10 now. Double digits. Tween. Pre-puberty. Hormonal and emotional. Dependent and independent. Growing up.

It doesn't seem that long ago that she was our little girl. We didn't know what to expect ... and still don't. She is still showing us. She is still paving her way. She is still figuring out her place in this world; and so are we.

This first picture is a favorite of mine. A glimpse of the beautiful girl she is growing up to be.


This second picture is a favorite of Joe's. She'll always be his little girl...in the same way that all fathers think of their daughters.
 

There is a frequent mind-set that I've heard since Kayla was born ... the impression that kids with Down syndrome stay babies 'longer' and you get to 'enjoy the baby stage longer' and 'they don't grow up, so you'll always have a child.'

But it's not true. They do grow up. They get a year older every year. She was a baby, then a toddler, then a preschooler, and now she's 10.

Growing up ... faster than I want her to.


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4 comments:

Unknown said...

I have this feeling of not wanting it to happen, but also feeling like I can't wait. Then I realize, that is exactly how I feel about my other children. :)

Anonymous said...

yes, that seems to be the theme, wanting our children to stay little in our protective arms, but, also wanting them to grow older! love the pic. she is beautiful love mom

ChupieandJ'smama (Janeen) said...

I adore that first picture!
I look at my boys and wonder where the time has gone. Even the baby isn't a baby anymore but now a toddler. Some days I wish I could just make time stop.

Unknown said...

Life is fast. I'm 13 now and I am anxious to break free. I read these blogs because it's about other people like me and their progress.