When you're ready for change, or getting a fresh start at something, people always say "baby steps". Baby steps turn into toddler steps (a little more steady, a little more confident) and then those baby steps turn into preschool steps (less hand holding, more independence). Just like my mini girl. I feel like we rushed through the first two years. Not by anything we've done, she just seemed to grow faster than her brother. I'm now entering the world of preschooler. Not that I want too but, it's the natural progression of things. We've come a long way from her first few days on Earth.
Those days were down right scary. She rushed her way into the world- 4 weeks early. I still think my original delivery date was a little off- she spent 4 days in NICU (breathing trouble and a blood infection) and once she got the hang of things, she hurried her way home. I never left the hospital without her (for that I am entirely thankful). She took her time sleeping through the night, and then took her time crawling, and then she took her time walking. She had this sweet little bop (which we dubbed the Woo-bop). She just bopped around on her knees. Then, she got brave. She took her first steps and that was it. She was off. I still don't think she's stopped.
She's turning 3 in a little less than a month. I still can't believe we're on year 3.
That tiny girl has definitely done things at a rush (minus the potty-training, LOL). I hope she slows things down, though! It's hard to believe that she'll be THREE in two days!
ReplyDeleteIt breaks my heart. My baby is growing up too fast!
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