My baby girl is seven today. A whole seven years old.
Where on earth did that time go? I feel like I've blinked and suddenly she's gone from this chubby, sleepy helpless baby to a skinny, chatty, independent young girl who amazes me every day and never stops moving, talking or eating.
When you have a baby you have no idea of what they'll become - however I look at her baby pictures and realise her personality hasn't changed in anyway. She's still the cheeky, troublesome, nosy but also incredibly bright, interesting, affectionate and funny little munchkin that she always was.
It's frightening to think how fast the past seven years have gone, and how fast the next seven might go. They grow up too fast and it's makes me ever so sad if I think about it for too long. I just want her to be my little girl forever although I love every age and I know that there's so much more fun to come yet.
Happy birthday Tinks, here's to the next seven years.