Jada is the youngest....our baby....MY baby. The one who is never really supposed to grow up....at least, in my mind and heart. She still crawls into bed with me in wee hours of the morning and snuggles up against my back. I usually don't even notice, she's always been such a part of who I am. She was conceived and then born when our marriage was on the brink (that's another post or two for another day)....it was taking care of her that I think helped hold me together during that time. I spent so much time holding her and crying my heart out to God....it's no wonder I feel such a bond with her. Don't get me wrong, I feel very close to all of my children...this was just a unique time in my life. During those first few weeks of life, she earned the name Jada Baby Boo. It's stuck and everyone close to us calls her Jada Boo or Baby Boo or Jada Baba Boo.....it's just the way it's been the last 4 1/2 years. Until last night.
We were in the rig (Alaskan for SUV)..just the girls and I. The boys were at wrestling practice and Jeff ran into Walmart to pick up a few things. We were just talking and being silly like little girls do. Suddenly, Jada announced that she was no longer Jada Baby Boo and that from now on we would just call her Jada, J. A. D. A., Jada. That she is NOT a baby, she is Jada Leann Scott Lincoln. Of course, I protested. I told her that she will ALWAYS be my baby and that I'm going to have a hard time leaving the Baby Boo out of things! She was insistent and when her daddy got back in the rig, she very clearly and plainly told him the same thing.
Well, I'm trying. I've had a number of slips this morning and she gives me the raised eyebrow look. I remind her that she's my baby and change takes time! But I'll try....I really will.....I'll try to let you grow up.
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Oh that's hard! I feel ya. Morgan is the same way and it's hard because I don't want her to be my last baby! I want to have more but God just seems to have other plans for us. :( So I understand.
It is soooo sad for mom's when their babies grow up. Every stage that goes bye you feel happy that they are growing and thriving but on the other hand you just want your baby back!!
Oh so sad!!! I'm sure I'll feel the same way about the new baby, being that she'll be my last :(
I know, it won't be easy. I'm holding on to my 6 year old baby...who also announced last week that he was in fact, not a baby anymore. :(
We used to call my 12 year old Baby J____. We called him that for 4 years until my next son was born. It was a REALLY hard habit to break!
Oh I am so familiar with the eyebrow raise . My youngest son was good at that ,I feel ya .
So I can still call her Jadakins huh? :)
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I've been reading your blog for a long time...in my mind she's just little and 3....sniff....sniff....
My Maya Papaya will be 3 in a few months. THREE IS LITTLE!!!!
Oh, Jada...growing up is much harder on Mommy than you think!!!
Awww.... my baby is ten, and I STILL call her my baby. And tiny. And boo-boo.
It's so hard when they take a notion to get all grown up and stuff.
Well I'm a mother of 2 girls one is 23 and one is 19. I love them both, but I will be truthful the youngest will be the hardest. I still think of her as my baby, she always will be in my mind. Letting them grow up is hard, but letting them go is harder yet. You think not calling her Baby Boo is hard wait till she brings home that young man and you slip, it'll be more than a raised eyebrow. But don't worry there will come a day when she will do something that you will catch a glimpse of that baby again. I think it's God's way of comforting us.
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