People always told me that your children grow up fast . . . I did not believe them until now. Baylie is changing everyday, and every change brings me to tears. I just made it sound like I cry everyday, which is far from the truth, but I definately have had my moments of not wanting her to grow up. I thought babies stayed actual babies for a long time? Don't get me wrong, she's still as helpless as all get out, but she sleeps less, smiles more, and is getting so strong. She reaches for objects that hang in front of her and her arms definately resemble the Michelin man!
I look forward to: the day she smiles on purpose, poops less, and rolls over.
I will miss: certain outfits, facial expressions, and her baby cry.
I can't wait to: see if she's shy or outgoing, tall or short, tomboy or girlie, sweet or naughty . . .
But then again I can!