Sometimes when I glance at you I see who you will be at 17 years old. Motherhood has a funny way of showing you glimpses of when you were still so very tiny and I could hold you on my chest. It also has a way of showing me a glimpse of who you will be when you are older. I miss those small moments of holding you on my chest but am thankful you are still small and I can enjoy watching you grow.
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