Letting Go Is So Hard

This past Saturday we decided we were going to head out to our favorite corn maze, Sweet Fields Farms.  The weather was beautiful, a welcome change from the life sucking heat and humidity we’re used to. We were getting ready to walk out the door when our friends called to let us know the wait to get in was two hours! I’m not gonna lie, I  was a little disappointed, but we were happy they were doing so well.

Not to be discouraged, we heard about another little farm not to far from Sweet fields and we decided to give it a try. When we arrived at the Farm there were quite a few cars, but it didn’t look to crowded.  The layout of the farm was really nice albeit a little smaller.  We found a spot at some picnic tables nestled beneath a few large oak trees and it wasn’t long before Meg asked if she could go into the corn maze with her friends.

  

My stomach dropped as I tried to come up with excuses as to why she should wait, but  I could see in her eyes she really wanted to go!  Her body language was screaming please let me be independent and after laying down a few rules and making sure she and her friends had their phones I agreed to let her go.  She squealed with excitement and disappeared into the maze leaving me to ponder my worst fears…

What if she has a seizure?  What if someone tries to take her?  Stop! She’ll be fine! You need to let her do this!  My hubby had gone to get food and was unaware of the huge step I’d just taken. So I sent him a quick text message to let him know I’d given our daughter a taste of freedom. To which he replied “Okay!”

I’m sure our friends were talking to me at this point, but I couldn’t tell you a word they said. I could feel my anxiety starting to kick in and the helicopter mom in me wanted to jump up and run into the maze after her.  All the what ifs had kidnapped my concentration and were attacking my rational thought process.

About this time my hubby arrived with the food and I nervously devoured a really good fish taco.  It’s funny how time works in situations like this, the minutes seem to drag on for hours.  I looked at Erich and he knew my mind was ready to explode.

Then it happened… I saw her! I saw this big, radiantly independent smile on her face and all my crazy thoughts and fears were replaced with a sweet, warm and fuzzy feeling. It was validation! I’d made the right choice! She was walking in my direction, full of joy, scanning the area trying to remember what table we were sitting at.  I jumped up, smiled and waved like a lunatic. She saw me and ran over, all excited, to tell me all about her corn maze adventure and I absorbed every word.

After that I relaxed a little and asked Meg if she wanted to take a few pictures with me and head over to the petting zoo.  It made me happy when she belted out her usual “Sure!”

The petting zoo was small and the animals were charming.  We were able to pet goats, pot bellied pigs, rabbits, fluffy looking chickens and a super friendly llama.  I basked in her delight and we wandered out to some of the other photo op and game areas the farm had set up.  Meg held her own at tug-a-war and posed with a skeleton.  We even went back into the maze.  All in all it was a great day!

You hear people say don’t blink they grow up so fast and now I know exactly what they mean. When she was little I couldn’t wait for her to do and try new things, now I just want her to slow down and time to stop. I’ll leave you with this song till next time…

Come On Let’s Go….. It’s Day One!

From the 1st through the 5th I’m going on a road trip with the girls over at Mommy Community.  Basically it’s a celebration of how long Mommy Community has been around.  To celebrate they’ve created this cyber road trip for you to learn more about your fellow bloggers so if you’re interested in learning a little about me, come on in, sit down to a cup of tea and have a we browse…

My names Kirsten, but I go by Kirst or Kirsty.  I’m married going on 9 years to a Witty lad from Jersey.  We have one daughter, Meggers who’s an amazing and beautiful girl.  Yep that’s me below being my goofy self.  My sister often wonders how I can blog with my ancient computer.  Note the antique monitor behind me in the picture or as my sister likes to call it my monitosaurus.  Don’t worry I have a laptop!

 

I was born in Kiel, Germany, my father was stationed at a Naval base near Kiel called Todendorf. 

We moved around a lot when we were kids, but the place that holds the fondest memories for me growing up is a little town called Whitby, North Yorkshire.  You might recognize the North Yorkshire Moors Railway if you’re a Harry Potter fan.

Or if you’re a fan of Bram Stroker’s Dracula, you might not know his inspiration for his story came from visiting Whitby and climbing the 99 steps that lead up to The Abbey.  The Abbey also happens to be where Simply Red shot there video “Holding Back The Years”).

 

I remember Whitby more for the long walks with my brothers and sister along the old railway, where we would pick and eat brambles.

And for the many long walks we took along the heather saturated moors climbing over the stiles, giggling about the rabbit and sheep poop.   Yes I said poop!  You have to remember we were kids. ~Grin~  The below picture is My brother, mom, sister, and Me in the rainbow sweater, ahhh gotta love the Early 80’s.

This next picture is me and my sister on a blustery day, that’s me on the left and my lovely sister on the right.

I also loved the beaches and the pier, surrounded by big beautiful cliffs and brightly colored chalets.

Awww… go on then, I’ll throw in another embarrassing picture for your amusement.  Yep that’s me, my mum would let me run around on the beach in my underwear (I may have coerced her by throwing a tantrum or two)..lol

Whitby is a small town in North Yorkshire, but it’s full of history, the railway, the abbey, captain cook, cobbled streets, the swing bridge, fishing, etc… It’s the place where I have the most memories growing up and a town I’ll always hold dear in my heart.

One things for sure, no matter how many times we moved, my mum always made things fun for us.

I hope you’ve enjoyed your trip, leave me a wee comment and check back for a little more info about me.  Oh and if you have time, check out my sisters Thursday Thirteen about Whitby.

Come On Let's Go….. It's Day One!

From the 1st through the 5th I’m going on a road trip with the girls over at Mommy Community.  Basically it’s a celebration of how long Mommy Community has been around.  To celebrate they’ve created this cyber road trip for you to learn more about your fellow bloggers so if you’re interested in learning a little about me, come on in, sit down to a cup of tea and have a we browse…

My names Kirsten, but I go by Kirst or Kirsty.  I’m married going on 9 years to a Witty lad from Jersey.  We have one daughter, Meggers who’s an amazing and beautiful girl.  Yep that’s me below being my goofy self.  My sister often wonders how I can blog with my ancient computer.  Note the antique monitor behind me in the picture or as my sister likes to call it my monitosaurus.  Don’t worry I have a laptop!

 

I was born in Kiel, Germany, my father was stationed at a Naval base near Kiel called Todendorf. 

We moved around a lot when we were kids, but the place that holds the fondest memories for me growing up is a little town called Whitby, North Yorkshire.  You might recognize the North Yorkshire Moors Railway if you’re a Harry Potter fan.

Or if you’re a fan of Bram Stroker’s Dracula, you might not know his inspiration for his story came from visiting Whitby and climbing the 99 steps that lead up to The Abbey.  The Abbey also happens to be where Simply Red shot there video “Holding Back The Years”).

 

I remember Whitby more for the long walks with my brothers and sister along the old railway, where we would pick and eat brambles.

And for the many long walks we took along the heather saturated moors climbing over the stiles, giggling about the rabbit and sheep poop.   Yes I said poop!  You have to remember we were kids. ~Grin~  The below picture is My brother, mom, sister, and Me in the rainbow sweater, ahhh gotta love the Early 80’s.

This next picture is me and my sister on a blustery day, that’s me on the left and my lovely sister on the right.

I also loved the beaches and the pier, surrounded by big beautiful cliffs and brightly colored chalets.

Awww… go on then, I’ll throw in another embarrassing picture for your amusement.  Yep that’s me, my mum would let me run around on the beach in my underwear (I may have coerced her by throwing a tantrum or two)..lol

Whitby is a small town in North Yorkshire, but it’s full of history, the railway, the abbey, captain cook, cobbled streets, the swing bridge, fishing, etc… It’s the place where I have the most memories growing up and a town I’ll always hold dear in my heart.

One things for sure, no matter how many times we moved, my mum always made things fun for us.

I hope you’ve enjoyed your trip, leave me a wee comment and check back for a little more info about me.  Oh and if you have time, check out my sisters Thursday Thirteen about Whitby.