She runs to me, "Look Mommy. See, I can do it."
I bend down, and watch closely as she works chubby fingers to push a button through it's correct hole.
We smack hi-five at her success, and my heart swells.
She tells me, "I'm bigger now", and proudly shows off any new accomplishment. It makes my heart happy (though it is a bit bittersweet) to watch her grow and change and become more of who she is going to be.
Some days I miss having a baby, but mostly I am content watching this new phase bloom.
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