This baubley starry erm birthday cake was decorated by my baby girl and her friends for her 13th birthday a few weeks back.
I am now the mother of a teenager.
The girl who used to make my ears ache with her constant chatter now only grunts at me.
She used to beg me to stay with her until the bell rang when I dropped her off at school.
Now she just yells "Bye mum!"as she's walking out the door, and when I race after her to at least get a kiss, she already phoning or texting the friends she will see at the bus stop in the next 60 seconds.
Where did those years go?
This month also marked our 30th year high school reunion.
All those fresh young faces are now middle aged women.
What happened? I was sure I would stay 16 forever
(though now with a 13 year old in tow I somehow don't think I could get away with that one).
As I move uncomfortably close to the half century I've realised a few things.
1. Looking back is pointless unless it brings a smile to your face.
2. I wouldn't change the wisdom I've gained for the smooth skin of my youth for anything.
3. It is possible to look great at any age - it just takes more work as you get older.
4. I'm ok with it.
Now, I'm off to book botox..................................
Daughter's cake creation - November 2014.