Some first steps are figurative, like taking the first step towards motherhood by making an appointment with a fertility doctor.
Some first steps are relative, like taking first steps as a mother, walking back to bed after seeing two pink lines.
Some first steps are literal, like the one Graham took today. For just one step he was an independent, walking toddler. He then grabbed onto the chair and became my tiny baby (ok, my huge baby) once again.
He's growing up too fast. Again I find myself amazed at the perfect creature that he is and sadden by the speed with with which he insists on flying through babyhood.
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