Growing

My daughter told me the other day "Mama, don't call me a baby I'm a big girl." How can this be ? I still remember watching her move in my belly, being in labor, my water breaking, and then the dreaded Cesarean. I remember watching her sleep that first night. I remember Daddy telling me "she looks like me." He was smiling so I let him have this moment. Now she is so independent. She likes to pick out her own clothes, dictate her hairstyles, and create her own menu's. These have been the fastest 3 years of my life and I wouldn't trade it for anything.