The evidence is overwhelming. Zoe is almost three feet tall. She’s close to being able to carry on a (semi-)real conversation with people. We’ve started researching and touring preschools for her. And friends of mine with kids Zoe’s age are now expecting their second child.

What this all means: Zoe is no longer a baby. While this is a no-brainer for most everyone, especially those of you who have watched Zoe grow online, it’s more difficult for this blogger. I see her every day – how could she have gotten this big without me noticing?? How did she get that tall, where did she pick up all those words, and how did she learn to run that fast? Did it happen overnight?

I’m enjoying this age, and I’m excited about all the milestones ahead (real conversations! preschool!), but the sentimental mom in me will always miss the tiny, helpless (and dare I say somewhat funny-looking) person that we brought home from the hospital almost two years ago. And I suspect, despite all evidence to the contrary, I’ll always consider her my “baby.”

-M

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