Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Already a Blessing


I'm just back to my office from my daily visit to nurse you at your school. As I was holding you and talking to you, one of the teachers from another class dropped in to relieve one of your teachers for a bathroom break. She came up to you to see you because you've become known all over the school for your quick, bright smile. You make everyone feel so special with your little smile.

When we're in the grocery store, you smile at anyone who looks at you. You're already a blessing to people, brightening their days. I'm so lucky that I get to be your mama.

I hope you always keep your bright, easy spirit, your quick laugh, and your deep contentedness. I hope when you're 35 years old like me, you are still as centered and sweet as you are right now.

Over the last few weeks, you've started saying "Mamamamama" when you want me. It's the sweetest sound!


Hanging out in the high chair. You seem to enjoy sitting there, either to eat or to watch your sister play. You watch me working in the kitchen as I make your dinner in the blender. 


You worked really hard on these smashed-up peas. I think you look like your sister here. You guys don't look a lot alike, but you definitely look like sisters!


Sweet sleeping girl. This is your daycare crib. 


I can't tell you how much this makes my heart happy. Seeing the two of you begin to interact is the best thing ever. I'm so glad you'll always have each other. 


Here you are exploring paint at your school. You seemed to know exactly what to do! I think it's funny to see you sitting in your tiny chair. 


You like to sleep on me. I think you look a little like your daddy here. Mostly, though, you look just like me. 


This was your first time in the swing at the park. The sun was too bright for you, but you liked swinging.



More school artwork. You are holding the dot marker yourself!


You love your solid foods! You're eating avocado here. You like to hold a spoon to try to feed yourself while I'm feeding you. 



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