Today was just another day, but in a way it was a very different day. Not one that I will remember in the passing of time, but significant to me never the less. So, what happened today? Isabella's birthday, no that would be of great note. Sold my car, no again that will be forgotten in the future but I would love to have a four door, but alas that was not it. No, the note worthy thing that has happened to today is the selling of Isabella's moses basket. Sniff, wipe, blow.
Not usually a sentimental person for material things, for some reason the passing on of this one little thing has stuck in my throat and brought a tear to my eye. I suppose it will be like this with many little things that happen in our little ones lives. You often hear parents talk of small things as if they are great happenings and I like other people who previously did not have children, often wondered what on earth they were talking about. Today I realised. It is the passing of their little lives that mark the onward march of ours. Their growing up is our ever increasing getting older. Maybe this is the older woman in me coming out, maybe my perspective is way off slant. I imagine a seventeen year old doesn't feel quite the same, but I wouldn't want to bet. We want our children to grow up but at the same time, we want to keep them small and just for us!
So, off the moses basket went to a new home. The lady who picked it up said her daughter was being induced today. I shrinked a little at that comment my memory of being induced was rather a sore point, ouch! I hope the little one enjoys the basket as much as my little girl did, eventually, once she'd learnt to settle in it. Bye bye basket. Bye bye tiny baby!
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