It's changing.

One of the favorite parts of my day used to be when

I'd go get Liberty from her nap.  She would be standing up

happy and waiting for me to arrive.

I'd pick her up out of her crib she'd wrap her warm legs around me and

rest her soft little head on my shoulder. 

I would kiss her forehead and brush her hair with my hand

and just hug her for a few moments.

Now it seems she is interested in exploring around her crib

when she wakes up and isn't as eager to get out

and hug me. 

Maybe this is toddler hood.  Maybe I need to let go a little.

I do know that I will embrace all the sweet tenderness when I can in

whatever form it comes.