Lia

Lia is my younger daughter and today was her birthday. She is turning 12. Our baby is simply no longer a baby. And I do have problems to make peace with it.

Yesterday I held her in my arms, I woke up to feed her. Today she is a pre teen with all the implications it brings.

Because it is her birthday she was allowed to skip school today. And she could choose whatever she wanted to do.

Lucky for me, she chose to have lunch with me, then go to the movies. It was just the two of us. In the whole cinema. We laughed out loud, we put our feet on the chair right in front of us. We even sat in the wrong seats, just to be mean.

After the movie, I dragged her to a wonderful hairdresser here in Bahrain. He is a genius with the scissors and Lia is too pretty to have dull hair. Took some convincing, she is a pre teen after all, right?

When she finished her hair cut (and looked FAB) we went home, quickly changed and out we went with FAbio and Anita (my other daughter, who is already 13).

We spent a wonderful day, I was glad I had the opportunity to spend time with her, but the truth is : I am scared. I am terrified my babies are soon going to fly the nest. I raised both of them to be independent, active and to know what they want and fight for it. Now that they are almost ready to do it all, I am feeling empty and wish they were just insecure and unable to leave me. Ever!