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One day... She grows up

She is my baby.
Right now, when I wake up and swoop her out of her crib every morning, she is still my baby.
She has a smooth head with peach fuzz that shines when the light hits it just right.
She has more gums than she does teeth.
She has perfect rolls that form around her legs, arms, and neck.



She still needs me for everything- eating, playing, changing, comforting...


But I know, like most mothers know, that one day I will pick her up out of her crib, and she will no longer need the crib.
She will no longer need me to feed her.
She will no longer have her smooth, baby head.
She will grow out of her perfect rolls.


It happens slowly, yet with the busyness of life- it happens so suddenly.
I have to be intentional with my time.
I try to hold on a little longer each morning to my baby.
I kiss her sweet head and try to memorize her soft face.


She is my perfect little babe.  
And, one day, she will be my little girl.  
And then she will be my big girl.  
And then, finally, she will just be- my daughter.  


Life is all about growing- transitions.
I am not sure I am that good at transitions.  
I am fairly certain, that even though I love watching what my kids grow into, I would kind of like to keep them as my babies.  Not forever, but for a bit longer.  
I waited my entire young life (I know, I'm not that old) to be a mom.  It is the one thing I knew I wanted in life.  Before I was privileged to wear the "Mommy" title, I felt like it would last for eternity- the "baby" stage.  I have discovered that it is the blink of an eye.  
And then, poof- it's gone.
I know that eventually I will have to move on to the next phase in life.
Someday, my heart will be prepared to move past this precious time...

xxLiz

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12 comments:

  1. LOVE LOVE LOVE!!
    I could have a dozen more.....but then I'd be driving a bus!!

    This time moves too fast but it is so precious!!
    I'm thankful for an AMAZING husband that works so hard so that I am able to stay home!

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  2. What a beautiful piece!

    My children are now 7 and 11, and although they are growing up really fast, they are still my babies (and will always be).

    Kate x
    Kate at Home

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  3. Ohhhh, I agree! The baby stage - and all stages but that baby stage is just sooooooo lovely! - is so wonderful and yet so short! Treasure every moment, even the middle of the night feedings ... oh, how I love cradling a baby in my arms! Yes, I enjoy motherhood. And I am so glad you are, too!

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  4. This post made me tear up just a little bit...my little girl is growing more each day and I can't stand it! I miss when she was just a little baby, but I treasure every day we have. Thanks for this beautiful reminder of how fast time flies by.

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  5. Love motherhood for sure..but deep inside I dread my boys growing up on me. Great post!

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  6. Beautiful Baby girl! Your family is so sweet, glad I found you through Casey Leigh

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  7. Beautiful! It is hard watching my baby slip out of the baby stage and into the toddler stage. Every day she learns something new which is amazing but I still want to hold her like that little baby I brought home from the hospital. Great post - found you through Casey Leigh!

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  8. It is so true, I have a 2 year old and a 12 week old and the second time round is going even quicker. It is really bittersweet.

    Lovely to find your blog.

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  9. I wish I could freeze time as well! I am a new follower ;) She is so cute!

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  10. I love that your lil one is bald ;-)

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    1. she is my first bald baby. i keep waiting for hair, but it is still just peach fuzz!

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