Farewell, My Tiny Girl

We saw a little 3-week old bundle of pink, all ruffles and lace, in her infant carrier in Target today. I stopped and chatted with her Mom for a minute, and we admired each other’s little ones and oohed and aahed appropriately. I felt like we shared a moment as two moms of new little girls. Then as we parted, I glanced back into my cart, fully expecting to see something like this:

Instead, I saw this enormous little person smiling back at me.

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I can’t really complain. Beatrix has had a nice long run as a “little baby”. She was late to sit up on her own. She’s shown very little interest in getting around until recently, and she’s been sporting the same signature bottom-tooth-only grin for a good three months now. But, as quickly as it began, that era has ended, and I now have a proper little lady.

Literally overnight one night this week, Miss Bea sprouted all four top teeth (click the photo for a closer look). Over about a two week period about a month ago, she went from barely being able to sit unaided for a few seconds, to being able to sit confidently and reach for things without losing her balance. She covers huge distances scooting around on her belly now, and has even started to attempt the true-crawling position. Cute, cute, cute!

All at once, my sweet tiny girl has gotten it into her head that she wants to be one of the big girls. Of course, I can’t wait to meet the little person she’s blossoming into, but it’s always with a bit of sadness that I bid a fond farewell to the “little baby” stage.

4 thoughts on “Farewell, My Tiny Girl

  1. Aww, what a big girl she’s getting to be! I remember how short the baby stage seemed with Becca – she’s been wanting to do everything like the ‘big girls’ for so long now.

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