I See Me

It's always been undeniable that Hannah looks like Rob. The nurses made this observation when she was less than a minute old and they were right. Hold a baby picture of Hannah and Rob together and it's a little scary. I even had someone in his hometown come up to me once while I was alone with Hannah in a store and ask me if that was Paul and Marie's grandchild. Freaky. Of course, I have always seen a few things here and there that were "mine" (she has my long skinny hands and feet, my fine hair, and seemed to take after my body type a bit more) but she's never looked like me to me or, well, to anyone else either. However, I saw it the other day. I saw a glimpse of myself. More accurately, I actually saw a glimpse of Sarah but it's close enough for me. I was watching Hannah run around the house and admiring her new haircut (which actually looks a lot like a haircut Sarah used to have when we were younger) and Hannah ran up, tilted her head against my leg, and gave me this shy half-smile with a little twinkle in her eye that I remember very well from our childhood. Now don't get me wrong. I think Hannah is adorable with her blonde hair and her blue eyes and her baby face, and I wouldn't change a single hair on her head, even if I could. And I do see myself in her when it comes to her personality and even the interests that's she is developing. But I have to admit that it was nice, after almost 3 years of hearing (and agreeing) that she is the spitting image of my husband, to glance at my child and think just for a moment "wow, I see me".