etched forever...

Just over the weekend, the hubby & I met up with some friends for coffee. A friend brought his two year old tot. A handful she was, living proof that terrible two is not just a myth..

Then the hubby and I were talking about the tiny terror and I was saying that at that age, they have to be taught a lot of things. And I remarked on how our daughter was at that age.. the potty training, the disciplining, the diva attitude (her, not me). And he asked me "Who mean you can remember each one of it?". My reply to him a was simply "Of course."

It was not easy, trust you me but each milestone regardless of the tears (either laughing till I cried or simply out of frustration & sorrow), it will always be something I will remember. Always.

I made a huge decision by being a full time stay home mom when I had her. Years later (well seven to be exact), when she went to school only then I rejoined the work-force. Yes, and after years of not being at work - I had to start from the bottom again. Office what? Excel what? Power Point what? All the tech lingo sounded foreign to me. Thinking back, if I had not quit to be a mommy, what would I have achieved. Did I regret it? Yeah maybe once when I realized that my friends were already at the top of the corporate ladder and there I was trying to learn the ropes again.

But it soon got the better of me & I virtually gave myself a smack (you didn't think I would physically slap myself, did you? geez). I have been there for her every milestone - her first tooth (well that one the daddy felt it more than I did), her first word (not mama or dada sadly), her first and many tantrums, her first 'run' (nope, skipped the walking entirely) and so many more firsts... And I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

Every precious moment of her growing up, I will remember till the day I take my last breath.