Have you grown?

I feel like I'm twelve years old again. I'm running into things, hitting my head on low hanging objects that I thought I was small enough to go through, stubbing my toes, knocking things over, and basically getting bruised and making a fool of myself. I think the first person to notice was my co-worker, Skye: "Hey Carmen, have you grown lately? I mean, you were always tall but you just seem a little taller than usual..." then a guy friend from English class, "Hey, you've grown I think"...then I get home...and Dad says "I swear, you're as tall as me now"...then Nancy says "Why are you wearing heels today...wait, you're not... I think you've grown". Hey, I don't mind that much, but it brings to light other issues...
As I said my prayers last night..."Hey Carmen, have you grown lately?"
"Huh? well, yeah, you saw me knock over the acid in Chem Lab today..."
"No. You know what I mean. Have you GROWN lately?"