There's this great scene in Ugly Betty where Mark tries to recruit Amanda's loyalty to Wilhemina, and says, "all hail the queen". Amanda looks at Mark and says, "you?" "Wilhemina", Mark corrects quickly.
I feel the same. The queen in question here is undoubtedly not me, it's Sara, my 17 month old niece.

Here's Sara in January, on her six month 1/2 b'day

Sara in February around Valentine's day

Sara in July, when she has a strong enough grip

Sara in August, she can walk now

Sara in October with my mom and dad. My dad broke his arm, and had a cast around it.
It's been a captivating transformation, to see the queen becoming more and more alluring, and I miss it everyday now.