My sweet sweet angel baby crawls now. Legitimately crawls. I’ve seen her do a knee and hand once or twice over the past week, but until there was a witness it wasn’t real. My hubs caught it on video today and I can’t believe it. I remember bringing her home just 7 short months ago and she was so tiny and helpless weighing a little over 7 pounds and completely incapable of doing anything on her own. She sits upright and plays for long stretches of time and has mastered the use of her forefinger and thumb to pick up tiny little puffs and bring them to her mouth (and actually get them in there!). It still is hard for me to grasp that she is growing up. She is almost 3/4 of the way to a year old. A year old. Terrifying that I’m barely a parent and then BAM I’m the mother of a 7 month old. I just don’t know where the time goes. It breaks my heart to think that she is growing up so fast, but at the same time I’m excited for what is coming. I love her so much more than I ever thought I could love someone.