Maybe time does help, or age, or maybe we've gotten less demanding of each other, maybe even more gentle. I looked forward to her arrival. Since her last trip to the United States, there have been many changes. We have a more spacious apartment now. My husband has switched jobs and is much happier.
Life is more settled.
But the closer her arrival date came, the more I realized there were anxieties brewing underneath it all. My daughter is now three. In the past six months I have looked at her and realized that in many ways she is changing and growing more quickly than ever. No longer my baby, she is negotiating childhood. Scrapes and bruises, bullies at school, a bigger world.