This morning, Zara was still sleeping while I went to the study to start up my PC. I was in the midst of chatting with a good friend in the US, when I heard a faint, “Mummy, Mummy!” coming from the bed room.

Zara has awaken, she was just sitting on the bed, rubbing her eyes, calling out for me. She didn’t cry a bit (which she usually does when she wakes up and see me not at her side), and greeted me with a squeal and a big big smile. This is one of those days when I look at Zara and thought, “Woh! She’s grown so much already!”.

I went through her earlier photos, videos and was filled with a sense of achievement, happiness, and also a tinge of despair. Look at her now, from a helpless new born, she’s now walking, talking, demanding. But she’s growing up so fast, I haven’t spent enough time with her, and soon, she’s no longer be the little toddler she is now. I’m going to miss her baby-ness.

Here is a video I was amusing myself with, taken when she was 9mths +, still cruising. Look at the chubs, and the wobbly gait.

And these, the foot prints I took when she was a new born, vs the foot print I took 2 weeks back. Soft tiny new born’s feet, vs strong walking toddler’s feet.

Do you feel your kids are growing up too fast before you?