Elyssa has outgrown a lot of her baby clothes. I finally got down to packing them away a few nights ago. *Sigh* before long, tears were rolling down my cheeks. I just couldn't help thinking of the times that she could fit into those teeny weeny t-shirts, and how my little princess has grown so much.
It also made me reflect on all the wishful thinking that I've done -
- I've wished she could talk when I didn't understand why she was crying
- I've wished she could play by herself when I wanted to get some chores done
- I've wished she could walk when I have to bring out her stroller for a quick meal outside
Then I realised that I shouldn't keep looking into the future. After all, the future will eventually come but the past, well once it's gone, it's gone. So I promised myself that I should really appreciate the precious moments of my little princess now, and not do too much wishful thinking.