There a days when I see my girls as being so grown up, it seems like yesterday that I was holding those new little bundles who depended on me for absolutely everything and now all I hear I want to dress myself, I can eat by myself, I brush my teeth mamma, I can do it all!
Yet moments like this morning, when I watched Mya sitting quietly on the couch watching the rain fall outside, I realise just how little she still is compared to the big world we are in and how I want her (them) to be my little girl for so much longer…
