-She is too big for my arms, like her legs are hanging longer now when I carry her, like her body is trying to change from baby to....to....
-She is more independent (even though she's barely almost 11 months) most of the time she squirms out of my embrace to explore the world.
Suddenly it feels like my baby is growing up. I am cherishing every moment now. When I hug her I hold her just a bit longer, and try to memorize the sweet smell of her hair, her neck, her sticky fingers, those toes.
When she hugs me back, with those little arms around my neck, I swear it feels like my heart might explode.
(Excuse me gotta get my tissues out)
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