When Do We Grow Up?

I’m 31 years old, but I still have moments when I desperately wish for an “adult” to come and fix a problem. It is almost unreal when I realize no one is coming and I’m going to have to do this myself. When my daughter looks at me, does she see a grown-up, always in control, always sure of herself? That’s how I saw my mother when I was 9. Could it be possible that my mom had the same feelings I’m having now?