My daughter was born two weeks early 32 years ago. She drives everywhere, is organized, responsible, loving, smart and responsible. Her daughter, my granddaughter is independent, opinionated, loving, full of humor and adorable, just as my daughter was so long ago. And yes, she's still that way also.
I am constantly amazed at seeing my daughter being a mother. She reads everything there is to read about child care and makes sure she is raising her baby in the best way possible. Her husband is also always there to make sure his daughter is well cared for. There's so much child research out now and available on the Net constantly contradicting each other that it's rather maddening but somehow they do the best they can, as we did.
My granddaughter is 14 months old now. Sometimes, as I watch her toddle about the room, I suddenly see my daughter and it brings home to me how quickly the time has passed. People used to always tell me things like that when I was younger and I listened with half an ear. But it's true. It's true.
I am filled with pride for my beautiful daughter and I'm thrilled that now she will have a daughter to be proud of also.