Nine Months

My sweet little girl was 9 months old yesterday, I cannot believe she is almost a year old. She has been in the world the same amount of time I had to patiently wait to meet her. It seems like so long ago that I found out she was going to be a girl and began thinking about what life would be like once she was here. One of my summer reads (Milk Glass Moon) is about an Italian woman living in Big Stone Gap with her husband and daughter. The woman's daughter is growing up before her eyes and this passage made me tear up.

"...the bottle of Mr. Bubble that has been a staple in our bathroom since she was a girl has been replaced by vanilla bath beads; and the cupcake tins that used to hold her pebbles, fishhooks, and spare change are filled with different colors of eye shadow and lip gloss. What other road signs do we need to direct us toward womanhood?"

Sometimes I cannot wait to introduce M to all the things that are amazing about being a woman and then other times (like when I read things like the above) I think about how that will mean she isn't a baby anymore. B and I looked through some of her pictures last night and I am shocked at how much she has changed since the day we brought her home. I know you are thinking, duh babies grow up, but it's so unbelivable when you it's your baby. Now to prove my point I have put a picture of M from 6 months, and her picture today. I think the biggest change is that she is getting more hair..FINALLY! :)

Ok I know it's not a lot of hair, but it's trying to grow!