Ash Thoreau

Being a parent is such a trip. It’s like you’re constantly stuck in this battle of wanting your own space, but feeling like time is slipping away simultaneously. I want ever minute I get.

As I plan my kid’s 5 and 6 trip to Disneyland, I had this realization that at some point, she will probably not care to be there with me. She will prefer be there with her friends. And even though I’m at that point yet, I’m so sad to know it’s out there, waiting rear its ugly head. She is the most important person in my world. I want her to stay little forever, yet I can’t wait to see who she becomes. It’s truly a bittersweet experience.

I have a feeling that this time in my life may be the best of my “good ‘ol days,” in the future… If that makes any sense? I’m exhausted and full of anxiety 95% of the time, but I am so damn fortunate to be where I’m at.