Six months ago today, Miss Banana turned two.
At the time, I still thought of her as my baby--my little one.
But in the past six months, she has decisively grown out of babyhood and is solidly a toddler/preschooler.
Gone are the days of Mommy picking out her clothes. Gone are the days of being able to keep her from climbing on the table. Gone are the days of needing me for everything.
Once my girl discovered all the things she could do for herself, she decided she wanted to do them. She is probably going to be just as stubborn and opinionated as her mother.
As a new parent of a child with Down syndrome, I worried about my child taking a long time to move to the next stage--all the questions about the timeline of the future swirled in my head; trying to stifle the joy to be found in the present...when will she crawl? when will she walk? when will she talk? will she ever be able to do things for herself??
As I've watched Miss Banana grow and develop, I've found myself asking the "when will she ____?" questions a lot less and the "What's the big hurry?" question a lot more.
And I've discovered that there is no hurry.
Whether she reaches the next milestones quickly or stays behind...my little lady never fails to move on--she's constantly working, progressing, growing, becoming all she is meant to be.
While I miss my Miss Banana-baby, there is lots of joy in my little lady as she is now.
Her future is bright; I'm so thankful that I get to be part of her life.
Miss Banana, I love you to the moon and back.