Growing up

She climbs up on to the couch and sits by her brothers. She wants so badly to be just like them. I can see it already, years of wanting to be grown. Wishing she was in the next stage of her life. Just like I was. Now all I wish is for it to slow down. Life goes by in the blink of an eye; always changing, never stopping. I miss it. I miss the moment I found out I was pregnant with her, the first time I heard her heartbeat, her little toes on the ultrasound screen, the excitement of the upcoming delivery, the joy of her first cries, the itty bity diapers, her sweet smell as I breast fed her, her first smiles, her first steps, every moment since the moment I knew she would be mine. She wants to grow up and I want her to stay little forever. Some day she will be a mom and understand, but for now she is going to follow in her brothers footsteps and grow up all too fast.