My Baby

My baby is 13.

I am not sure how that happened. 

I swear it was just yesterday that she was little bitty.

Now she is a teenager. 

Not a scary one, at least not yet. 

I had a flash back.... flash forward? this week. 

She started babysitting.

My baby...

Out of the blue, she is watching other peoples babies. 

I am not sure I am ready for this. 

She has been out of the house quite a bit this week and I see my future. 

I know in my head (technically) that she will grow up and move out. 

BUT I AM NOT READY.

She is my last.

My baby.

My sweetie. 

My lovely young lady.

I don't think I am prepared.