You turn my world upside down

 

My little miss three has been watching Mamma Mia the movie. Part of it almost every day for weeks now.

And it’s the most welcome change after a year of her love for everything Dora {and that voice}.

And Mamma Mia {or Honey, Honey as she likes to call it} is “the best show” because it lets us dance, sing and be princesses. Watching it with her is like a dancing and laughing workout. 

Other than “honey, honey lalala hmmmm lala” which gets sung a thousand times a day, I really didn’t think she’d picked up any words or phrases, rather was just loving all that singing, dancing and choreography {as our princess always has}.

Until last week. Lying in bed resting together after a long walk and visit to the park, we were both practising breathing softly, when my little miss put her hands on my face, drew me closer and said, “Mummy, you turn my world upside down. I love you.”

I burst into a smile, recognising those words from the movie. And promptly telling her she turned my world upside down and around and around too. All the time. And that I love her {forever}.

But I’ve kept thinking how fitting those words are. For me.

Motherhood {and this little one who first gave me the gift of being a mum} really has turned my world upside down. And inside out. Often, being her mum {learning, loving, growing, exploring with her} makes me dizzy {in the best way}.

Goodness, I love her. And her words.

All those little things she says {and the way her eyes express them}, I can’t help but try to preserve these moments forever.

I’ve spent the past week trying actually. Watching her, witnessing her, loving her, listening, playing. Trying to lock it all away in the film of my memory.

Most days time doesn’t feel like its moving fast, but it does feel like she’s growing so much {and so quickly} in each moment of each day.

xx

{Yesterday I bought a journal so I can record all the little things my little miss three says. Just so I don't forget. I hope one day she will read back through it and be reminded of all the love, fun, words and emotions we share. The memories we made together xx}

Do you keep a journal of words and memories? Those little memories that mean the world in an instant, but overtime could so easily be forgotten... x