When I last checked, my eldest daughter was a child – a little girl who loved to dress up in princess dresses, play with barbies and and watch Angelina Ballarina on the tv. She wouldn’t leave the house until her hair was fixed up in two high pony-tails and always liked her toast cut up into soldiers. Yesterday as we shared a mirror to get ourselves ready for her confirmation, I realised that my little princess is turning into a young woman.
The day didn’t start too well as I woke to hear my six year old shout to my 8 year old to “go and look at Mommy. She’s funny and orange!” Yikes! I thought I was quite an expert at applying false tan – obviously not! However, I managed to avert disaster and subdue my orangeness with the help of an exfoliating glove and a lot of elbow grease.
When all six of us were finally ready – polished, buffed, brushed, preened, plucked and shined to within an inch of our lives – we headed off to the ceremony. Now any of you who know about confirmation ceremonies in Ireland will know that usually, with the help of an out of retirement bishop, they can last anything up to two or two and a half hours. Ours began at eleven. At ten past eleven my six year old was lying on the seat chanting “when’s it going to be over, when’s it going to be over?” However, we managed to distract him with the excitement of his missing Nana (long story!) so all was well in the end.
I found the ceremony quite moving. Roisin has a fantastic group of friends who’ve been together since they were four years old. It was both lovely and emotional to realise that these girls had practically turned into women overnight. Just where does the time go?
The day continued with much food and drink, great company and lots of sunshine. As I closed the door to the last guest just before midnight I had an overwhelming feeling of contentment. In my last blog post I moaned and groaned about the trials and tribulations of family life. Now I’m sure I’ll moan again another day but for now I’m counting my blessings. No matter what else happens in my life – whatever disappointments or rejections I face – I have a wonderful husband, four great children and lots of friends to help me through it all. I wish I could bottle up this feeling for use on a bad day because it sure feels good.