I cry even at the thought of her leaving. I'm ridiculous and I know what a blessing it is to have her growing and thriving. I remember how she used to shout "That's my mummy!" at school pick ups and now I mostly embarrass her
She doesn't climb into bed with me and wake me up anymore, now her first thought is her laptop. I just wish I hadn't been so knackered for most of her baby/young childhood. I'd give anything for one day with her as a baby again.
Mind you, I'm so incredibly proud of her and love the different conversations we have now. Someone give me a virtual slap please!