Tiny steps

Well, my baby girl turned 11 months yesterday. With each month that she is older my heart breaks a little to let go of the ever needing infant that I brought home nearly a year ago. But with each day she learns something new and it never ceases to amaze me!

Like today, she woke up this morning from her nap in a great mood. She was giggling and playful and just the lovable baby girl that I fall in love with more and more everyday. Well, she decided that today she is going to give this whole walking thing a good try! I put her down on the floor next to her daddy's chair so I could fix her a bottle. She then stood up with a chestier cat grin, and took a step after me! My heart just about jumped out of my chest, both with excitement and fear!

Luckily her daddy was right there to catch her just before she fell fast first to the ground. She let out a giggle of excitement and stood back up and tried again. I sat on the floor just a few feet from her daddy and for 15 minutes we played pass the baby. She would run for me then turn around and run for daddy. Her laughter was so filled with joy that my heart felt like it was on fire with an overwhelming abundance of love.

Of course she isn't a pro at this walking thing. She struggles with keeping her legs going just as fast as her little body. Arms up in the air, look of determination plastered on her face, and giggles for days she trots around the living room from toy to toy. Taking just a few steps at a time she practices her new found freedom. And all I can think is, "didn't I just bring her home from the hospital yesterday? How did she grow up so fast?"

So, here is to the new enjoyments of life and the new adventures. My tiny one is taking tiny steps!