Raising Cinderella

flower-headingThis is the longest I have ever gone without writing since this blog began. The time swept by in one fell sweep, carrying me seamlessly from one year into the next. Yet tangling me in too many projects to keep up with them all. The sudden rush of chaos had nothing to do with chasing promises of goals and aspirations in the new year. In fact, it had little to do with any of that. It just so happens that we are in a time of movement, propelling forward with each breath. It also happens to be January.

December was a big one for me, a month for the records in my newfound writing career. This blog and the affiliated Facebook page quite suddenly catapulted in popularity, keeping me swamped in maintenance and reciprocation. My cup was full, but apparently not full enough. In the same swirl of energy, I earned a raise at my current freelance writing job and with it a challenger to write infinitely more. This meant triple my previous pay and pressure to write 20 full length articles at a whopping 3,000 words a piece.

I was grateful for January and for the relief that it promised. And all in good time, I woke up one morning last week to discover that my toddler had blossomed into a girl overnight. She rose all aglow full of passion for make up and hair bows, tea parties and dollies. She also started writing and reading and pleading for instructions in her art. Clearly she is passing through a milestone, and for this she needed me desperately and incessantly. I wouldn’t miss these moments for anything, and I willingly discarded all distractions of heaven and earth, to be immersed in her world.

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Yesterday, I let her entrance me with nothing more than her sheer presence. She draped herself in pearls and a floaty white dress and began to prance through house in the late afternoon glow. Together, we melted into the moment, like the dreams of all little girls. I lay on my back against the humid tile floors and gazed up at her, as she twirled about, tapping tapping her feet to a rhythm all her own. Never before had I seen such grace as I noted a whimsical child with no hint of the infant I once knew. She lifted herself into the air, revealing to me, the most perfect dirty black feet. A hint of the true tale, of a wild little girl lost in the bliss of a magical dance.

I admired her long, lean limbs and youthful, glowing cheeks as she twirled with her eyes closed, hair tangling mid-air.And I thought to myself, how much longer will this last? How much longer will she stay mine? How many more times will she promise me to never grow up? How many more minutes until she turns five this year? In my mind, I painted her picture, to be ingrained in my memory for all time; as I watched her dance into this next phase of her life.

And just like that, she dropped to the floor, in a puddle full of giggles, reaching for my hand.We stayed that way for a very long couple of minutes, fingers twisted together, laughing for no apparent reason. And then we padded off and out of the room, to the balcony, in seek of fresh, salty air. We admired the scene together and I reminisced on our last almost-year here. We are a long, long way from home, from the place she came to when she entered this life, from the time that she began this family that is now mine.

From here I will watch her blossom into the angel that she is, inevitably tall and bronzed and blonde. Destined to stand out in this land of tiny, curvy Latinas. And I will remember this now and forever, to stop and slow down a bit. To be careful not to miss the puzzles that make up her milestones. To acknowledge that a week of missed writing is so worth all of this.

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  1. Marcie says:

    It’s such an interesting place to be in life. My son just turned 3 and I can clearly see the person he’s becoming. He’s no longer a baby and I really have to stop and soak in the moments with him. Enjoy your daughter and all the precious moments you can get!

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    1. Thank you! It seems like just yesterday when I found out I was pregnant with her. It’s true what they say, how time flies!

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  2. Awwwwww as the mother of two young girls, your description of life as both a writer and a mother resonated with me. Time truly does travel fast! Enjoy every moment with your angel in pearls.

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    1. Thank you! It’s always nice to know when someone understands where I am coming from πŸ™‚ Bless you and your family!

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  3. Hendrik says:

    We are not parents (yet) but really lovely to see how you describe all full in love about your little princess! Enjoy every second, every moment – I am sure this is the highest luck in life to have πŸ™‚

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    1. I am so happy that you enjoyed and all the hope in the world, that someday you will experience this kind of parental love as well!

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  4. Jean says:

    Congrats on the promotion! Sometimes these long days do pay off in the right way!

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    1. Thank you, and I am hopeful for that as well πŸ™‚

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  5. Josie says:

    Isn’t she lovely! It’s the little things that count, enjoy parenting πŸ™‚

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  6. Louiela says:

    Motherhood… Parental love… I don’t have a child but you were able to convey to me of how it is to be mother… Love. Love. Love… Regards to little Cinderella…

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    1. Thank you for your kind words, I’m honored that you could see my perspective even without any personal experience πŸ™‚

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  7. Very well written and touching piece. I’m not a mother but I could really imagine how you feel through your words. It must be so amazing watching your child grow

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    1. I really appreciate your kind words. Thank you! Being a mother is the single most meaningful thing I have ever experienced in my life πŸ™‚

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  8. This is so beautiful! I hope you’ll show her this when she’s a bit older. How lovely for you both to be documenting the little things in life we so often miss

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    1. I sure will. That was the whole reason this blog began, to be able to show her and her brother how this life came together πŸ™‚

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  9. Gorgeous post, thoroughly enjoyed reading. It’s a different angle to the travel life and I loved it. I’m 23 with no kids but what you’ve written perfectly encapsulates what I want it to be like when we eventually do start a family.

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    1. I am happy to inspire that in someone, too many people believe that the traveling dream ends when we have kids. For us, it is just the beginning!

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  10. What a lovely, beautifully written post. I have a daughter myself, she is 12 now, and I absolutely miss the earlier years. Enjoy these moments! Time flies by so quickly!

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    1. I’m starting to know what that means… I can’t believe how fast it is going. Can’t seem to make sense of how on earth it is possible that she will be 5 this year! Seems like she just came home yesterday. πŸ™‚

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  11. Kevin Wagar says:

    Watching your children grow and blossom is one of life’s greatest blessings.

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