period! We have been talking for quite awhile, knowing that it could come at any time ( I started at 10, she's 11 1/2) and she had a very light, one day first one, so she is over the moon. The breast development has been ongoing for the past year or so, so there was some anxiety on her part to start and not be ''the last of her friends''. The church group we belong to has a special ceremony to honor her change to womenhood, where she is given small gifts and advice from the other women, and just generally fussed over and made a big deal of. I am of course thrilled for her, but I feel a bit of sadness and anxiety. I vividly recall the years 11-18 or so, and they are scary and overwhelming. I just feel like this is the first really big step from child to woman, and I want her to feel comfortable in her skin, enough to not follow the crowd and be militantly on her own side, instead of succumbing to the lure of ''what every one else is doing''. I know everyone worries about their kids, no matter what stage and age, this just feels like the first thing I can't ''fix'', yk? I can still kiss boo-boos, and hold her when she cries, but she'll never truly be a child again. She is a young woman, and while I am overjoyed for her, my heart aches to see such tangible proof of her growing up.
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4/23/10 at 4:15am