I cried so many tears this week . . .

. . . the start of the week was when I took my 12 year old daughter to have her first bra fitted . . . she's turning into a young woman before my eyes, it seems only yesterday she was my little baby - so with a tear in my eye I watched as she turned in the cubicle so proudly and said "look mama ..."

. . . mid-week wasn't so pleasant - I lost my dad at Christmas and my mum is still coming to terms with this - and Wednesday was a very bad day. She's drained and her best friend isn't there to recharge her batteries - to tell her its all going to ok - instead she tells me she doesn't want to be here anymore - and it pains me to hear her say these words . . . so sad tears fall more furiously. I find it hard to leave on that night and didn't sleep much that night.

. . . and then finally this morning I took my daughter to have one of 3 cervical cancer immunization jabs . . . she's inherited my phobia towards needles and at the sight of one - she faints. The kind nurse tries hard to distract her and tells her to look into your moms eyes and it will all be over - she stares into my eyes (which are welling with tears) and as planned she goes completely white and nearly faints. After she comes back to normal lying on a bed she says to me - "mama how can you watch me have an injection when you are so afraid of needles too ..." - I reply that I have to put away all my fears away and support her - that's what mums are for.

Too many tears for one week - some for joy some for sorrow.

Skirt Out ;)