I often look at my daughter and think...."Who are you and where did you come from?" Because it is a little weird, isn't it?! One day I was pregnant, simply dreaming of this being growing inside my belly and then, the next day, she was born and no longer just a dream. She was here, in the flesh and as real as my desperate need for purple Gatorade and Taco Bell right after labor. What's even weirder is that the hospital gave us about 24 hours to rest up and then they just let us walk outta there with this tiny human being in our arms. I mean, what are these people thinking?! Shouldn't someone be monitoring us for at least the first month? But no, they assumed we had what it took to be parents. Weirdest of all...by the sheer grace of God, it turns out that we do have what it takes to be parents! (Which is of course: The grace of God, a whole lotta love, patience and access to Diapers.com.) =)
I am astounded at the little-person Bella is becoming. She's moved beyond that dear stage where she just sat there, looking darling. (She is still just as darling, but there is no just sitting there anymore.) I LOVE this age! It's an in-between stage. It's after the "baby-blob" stage, but before the "I don't care what you say, I don't want to put on my pants, and you can't make me!" stage. She's just sweet and joyful and only sometimes full of attitude. Or as we call "attitude" in our house "Bella is pulling a double shift at the DQ." (DQ=Drama Queen) And yea, yea, yea. I know...none of us have any idea where she gets it. =)
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| January 2011 |
She is beautiful, and oh-so-sweet!
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