I cannot believe that dd is now in Year 7 - she was up at the crack of dawn, all dressed in her new blazer and tie.
Off she went this morning full of smiles and excitement. I am so proud of my beautiful baby (baby no more).
I feel so ODD! Mother of an (almost) teenager. Where the hell did all that time go? And I'm still only winging it with this parenthood lark. SHE's growing up - when will I!!
Is it normal to feel so strange?