Growing up

I can't believe Faith is one year old! Has time really flew that quickly? She's grown from some tiny being who can't even open her eyes or hold her head up, to a spunky toddler who's not afraid to climb stairs... Even though she can't walk by herself yet, she's learned to fly up AND down our 15-step stairway. It drives her daddy crazy but she's just determined. She's eating by herself too and knows how to entertain herself with her toys. Sometimes she turns her back to us when we try to play with her, and I feel like "are we intruding?!"

So I wonder if she's growing up too fast. I hear parents of tweens tell me how "grown up" their middle schooler is, and I get scared for my child! Will she know her alphabet and count to a 100 by four? Will she correct my grammar by six? Will she also learn to put on make-up and wear high heels by ten? How soon will she have a boyfriend?! YIKES!

So I hold on to my baby tighter. I keep reminding her (and me) that she's just a baby. She's my baby. She'll always be my baby.

And I hold her tighter still.