I crouch down to her level and say, “Hello, you!”
Her thumb-sucking mouth splits into a huge grin, and she throws her arms around my neck, hugging me close. She breathes, “Mummy.”
She is two. She is still so little.
But I just know that in a blink she will be six, and then she’ll be sixteen, and then she’ll be… gone.
We’ve been so busy renovating for the past several months, I’ve not really noticed her as I should. I need to talk to her more. I need to hug her more. Le sigh.
My baby is growing.
G.G.
