I get weekly emails from a baby website. They let me know where my baby is at but recently they have been referring to her as a …toddler!
Um, I think they should warn me when they are gonna have my baby grow up.

Often, I think they are referring to my (almost) 3 year old but when they describe the actions of my “baby”, a pang in my heart happens.

I know she will grow up. I know this because today at the play area in the mall, she was pushing my hand away. She wants to do it all herself. Even if she can’t. She is ready to figure it all out. Step aside mom!

And the biggest lesson is that she reminds me so much of ME!

There is this little big part of me that gets activated when I am challenged by something. Ikea furniture needs setting up? No problem . computer problem? I will figure it out. Run a marathon? I will give it a go.

Its incredible just how young we are when we are lit up by life’s calling. So much to conquer so little time, I suppose.

Instead of taking it personally and wanting my baby to stay my little baby, I’m like the mama bird releasing my baby to fly. She is clearly ready. I guess I can be too.