My dear sweet little lady.
Time is flying by like a flash and I while it's been a year filled with crying, and pooping and lack of sleep, I find myself wishing it hadn't gone by so fast. I was holding you last night in the middle of the night in your room because Dad forgot to turn on your night light and I guess you woke up scared. So I was holding you and rocking you and it hit me like a ton of bricks how fast you've grown. It was literally only a year ago that you were a teeny little baby that barely weighed 7 pounds and only went barely from my shoulder to my chest in length. And now you're this growing toddler lady who when your head is on my shoulder your feet already stretch past my waist. You're a little bird of a thing. So petite and sweet! You're maybe 18 pounds or probably less. With this sweet wispy untamable brown hair that keeps trying to grow into your eyes. You don't believe in hair clips or headbands so I've taken to slicking your hair with some lotion and even then it'll only hold it up for a few hours. You're eyes, your blue blue eyes with these enchanting long black lashes are just mesmerizing. They are such a crowd pleaser and you've so got your whole family wrapped around your little finger.
You're quick and precocious and you LOVE to climb! Especially the stairs! You just zip right over there a billion and one times a day and every one of your sweet siblings quickly and proudly rescue's you from falling down the stairs at least a dozen times a day. Even molly who maybe out weighs you by a few pounds drags you away from the stairs a few inches off the ground. They all love you to pieces! And that little laugh and voice. Oh oh oh! I wish I could bottle up the emotion and love that you're little smile and laugh elicits from everyone in our family! Molly's favorite thing is to tackle you and lift up your shirt and give you zerberts and make you squeel with glee. Gosh we love you!!
You're my last little baby. And while I am the first to admit that the newborn stage is the hardest on me and prob not my favorite- I do ache when I realize how fast it passes by and how magically wonderful the little tender moments are that are behind us now. You have brought so much joy and laughter and love into our family. I can't imagine life without you. We're all dying to see you start walking any day now. And to start talking. I honestly think you may have said your first word the other day and I think it was "mickey". You are totally enamoured of mickey mouse clubhouse! You will sit literally inches from our giant tv 20 times your size and sit stone still and watch full episodes of mickey mouse- but only mickey mouse. You squeal in glee when it comes on or when you play with any mickey toys! I'm still trying to train you to say mama but you are resisiting. The other day you looked right at me and held up your sweet little arms and said Mama! I think my heart exploded for a second with happiness. It was probably a fluke but I'll take it. Actually I redact my earlier statement that Mickey was your first word. It was your second. Mama was the first- Mickey may have happened later that same day. And so it is written and so it shall be... ;)
From your teeny little toes to your funny little ducky ear and your cute little teeth buds that are popping through. We love every inch of your adorable self! I am just smiling with my whole soul writing this.
My sweet sweet Jill- I love you with all I am. I love you and all your siblings and I am so grateful we got to have you in our family. Love you to the moon and back baby!
Love ya- Momma
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