Two hands are not enough....

It's been 8 months and 2 days since I held my baby for the first time. Every day has been a tidal wave of memories and there are bold promises of many many more. I cannot wait to see each day with my own eyes and live it with all my heart...yet I want time to slow down so I can have time to grasp every moment with both my hands and not lose a single split second! She grows by leaps and bounds each moment and her personality is larger than life. The miracle she is and the strong personality she is growing up to have makes us proud as we watch her move, smile, stand, crawl, grab, pout, frown, giggle, sleep, dream, cry, scream, yell and even scold us :).
Her first teeth are just showing up and she has started to figure out how to stand on her own without support. This little person, barely 2 ft tall, is working her way in this big world with billions of people and somehow she knows how to work the ropes already :)
I am sure the future holds a lot of ups and downs for her... I am sure there are times when she will feel the world is wheezing past her and then there will be times when she will feel her two little hands are not enough to gather and pick all the memories she is making. Two little hands... may it touch everyone's heart that she ever comes in contact with.