About a year and a half ago, a little person began growing within me.  You might think that about 10 months ago when the cord was cut--the separation between us began.  Actually, no.  We've been joined at the hip -so to speak- ever since.   I love that.  I love that wonderful bond between infant and mom that no one else can fill.  Oh, she might really seem to love daddy and brothers as well now, but when the chips are down (or she's hungry) she looks for me. 

Well, I've noticed this week that the time for setting some boundaries has begun.  My hair is NOT to be used as a ROPE nor is my computer and the many wires behind meant to be a toy.  So I have to be firm and continually remove her from the situation.  It breaks our hearts.  Especially when she keeps making kissing noises in between setting boundary times--she's just too cute and I'd love to just let her have her way FOREVER, but my scalp is screaming!

So now instead of a mere extension or added appendage, she is becoming her own person.  Honestly, there are times I forget I'm holding her --she just seems part of me.  I will miss that feeling (and start being anxious to carry another blessing).  As a mom, I know there is one consolation.  There are now 5 people in the world, who, when about to set on unchartered territory--like first steps, first job, etc., look back for someone.  And guess who that is?  Its ME. 

They will search my face for approval, a smile, and strength.  My prayer is that I will be there--ready, willing, and able.