Fall of 2017 With You Baby Girl
We have had a pretty awesome Fall this year, a little squirrelly at times, but overall it has been perfect. Well, our little chaotic version of perfect. You are growing so unbelievably fast, it sounds like such a cliche, but time is just flying by. The way you are talking and finding your own way through our little world amazes me, sweet pea. You are so thoughtful, smart, hysterical, mischievous, and a complete little nut. Your energy, your level of communication and your stubborn determination to get what you want or do something on your own makes me proud. You are a few days shy of being twenty two months old and if I could freeze you right now I would.
Every day that passes by I feel like I can’t possibly love you more, and somehow my heart opens up and you give me life. I’ve reached levels of adoration I didn’t think could possibly exist. I could annoy countless strangers, friends and family members for hours divulging into every detail of your constant antics, your chunky cheeks and curly tendrils. Don’t get me wrong baby girl, there are moments where I’d like nothing more than to drop kick the sass right out of you, but I know I wouldn’t make it a day in prison. I know that you are just finding your voice and testing your parents, but as many moments of complete bliss that we share as a family there are an equal amount of moments where your Daddy and I are seconds away from dropping you off at the nearest fire station. I know it sounds awful, but you’ll understand someday when you have your own little spawns running around.
Although we have had some squirrelly times, at the end of every day once I’m done cleaning up, doing school work and catching up on life, before I close my eyes, I’m in awe of how much I already miss you. You, the little turdling that is only a hall space away, clutching onto your stuffed puppy and peacefully dreaming of toddler adventures and popsicles; I somehow, manage to miss you like I haven’t seen you in days. It’s the most amazing and irrational feeling, only a mother can understand.
Stinky, you are an angelic ball of chaos, my dream come true, the reason for my every breath, constant exhaustion, and inner peace. You are the best part of me, and I can only hope that I am showing you every day how to wear your “freak flag” and always be uniquely you, because I never want that smile and determination in your heart to fade away. I also hope one day you look back on our memories together with as much love as I do right now.
Your number one fan,