My little one

My baby is about to turn 2. In just a couple of days now. I am having trouble getting my head around it. I mean, I know it. I can process it. I understand it. I have felt every one of the days of the last 12 months. But she is now just a little girl. No baby. No, there is no sign of babies round these parts.
I mean look at her this time last year…

I have purchased the presents for her – a doctors kit, a small dolls house and some art & craft stuff – and we will be having her party the weekend after next. The wheels are in motion, but I am holding onto her last days as a 1 year old extra tightly.