Today when I was looking at H, he grinned up at me revealing his toothy grin and the realization that he truly is growing up hit me, once again. I know these six teeth have been there for a while now, but I was remembering his formerly gummy grin. I am not sure why I am so continually surprised by the fact that H is growing up. With many of my nanny jobs I have worked with the infants up to the point of having one or two teeth, but that age group has seemed to recycle itself in my various positions. I think part of the shock is that I am still here with H, after this point. While I have left all of my jobs for wonderful reasons, I feel strange about having made it past this point in the child's development. Strange and yet, honored. I can't help but feel as though the ax will drop and this happy situation will end. This feeling has nothing to do with my job, I am happy and I believe my employers are happy, but with the fact that around this point I am used to having my happiness rug pulled out from under me.
Side note: I finished my taxes. I feel so responsible... don't worry. This feeling probably wont last.
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