This week I have realized my two year old is no longer a baby.
She has become a very independent little person.
How did this little girl who needed me so much only yesterday grow up in the blink of an eye?
She wakes up every morning and walks down the stairs with her blankie and says "mommy breakfast?"
I should be ecstatic about this but a huge part of me is very sad.
As parents it is bittersweet watching our babies grow up.
The problem is that she is growing so much while my husband is gone.
I try my best to tell him everything she is learning and doing, but these things only happen once and we can't change that.
Rather than continuing to be sad about this I a going to put all my energy into making an amazing scrapbook of all the things she is doing while he is away!