In the blink of an eye....

Once again another six months have whizzed by in the blink of an eye! I'm sure time goes faster the older you get! Life is pretty full-on in the Elceybob house at the moment, with work, college, new projects, assignments etc, it sometimes feels like there's barely any time to breathe. 

      The older the girls get, the more i realise that it's important to take time out to notice how fast they are changing. Sometimes you just need to put life on pause, take a step back and look at your life as it is right now, because certain aspects of it won't ever be the same again. 
A funny little example of this... Since Izzy began to talk, she's always said "Chitchen" for 'kitchen', something we've always found super adorable. The other day she said Kitchen, in this big grown up voice that i barely recognised, and i couldn't help but feel my heart sink a little. It's a tad heartbreaking to think that these little things that you love about them, aspects of their character, are often things that they are going to grow out of, and you never know its the last time until its gone. 

Izzy's been a little more difficult at bedtime lately, we've not had problems in this area for a long time, but i think changing the clocks really confused her. Every time we tell her it's bedtime now, she looks out of the window and explains to us that its still light outside. 
I have to admit, it was getting a little frustrating, at the end of what is often a very long, tiring day when I'm just so ready to put my feet up for half an hour before the pile of assignment work has to start, to be constantly running up and downstairs trying to settle her was exhausting. I just kept hearing "Mummy, i want you", yet even then, i would continue to return her to her bed, kiss her good night and leave, remembering the 'rapid return' technique. 
Then it hit me. One day i wont hear the words "Mummy i want you" at bedtime anymore, and that day will probably come sooner than i can bare. One day she won't want me to read her a million bedtime stories before she settles for the night, she'll sit and read to herself. One day she won't insist that i kiss each of her toes goodnight before i leave the room.  Is there really any harm in her just wanting her mummy?  This made me realise, even after the most stressful of days, bedtime should never be a chore, it's a pleasure. If that tiny little girl, wants me to curl up in her bed with her, and hold her, just for five minutes, then that is what i will do. One day i won't get to do that any more and that last time will just pass by without me even realising.  

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I'm going to make sure i write their 'Dear Girls' over the next few days too,a lot has changed in six months. Too much!! xxxx

xxx Mummy Elce xxx