The Creative Soul

a place to share my thoughts on life, art and becoming a better me.

Saturday, August 12, 2006


my baby has started kindergarten. Jordan willl be 6 in November and I am in complete denial. When I was pregnant with her, I went in labor at 26 weeks and remained in the hospital until she was born at 29 weeks. She was so tiny. She weighed a mere 2lbs 13ozs. She spent one month in the NICU and came home at 3lbs 13ozs. With most newborns, crawling and walking are huge milestons. with Jordan it was gaining 6ozs. At two she weighed 18lbs and was still facing the rear in her carseat. My baby is bright and beautiful and a constant reminder of how fragile life is. She reminds me to take pleasure in the little things and be happy with what you are given. One day I was told my baby might not survive and now I'm the one whose having trouble surviving. Not because I can't be without her during the day, but because I've realized there is no turning back. From now on, she will continue to grow up and away from me. I know I might sound dramatic, but I have already seen small changes in her behavior. Her face looks different to me and I guess part of me doesn't want to let go to that tiny baby that once needed me so badly.