I felt you. You were a pea. Then a lemon. Then an eggplant. I followed advice. I read twelve books. I quit caffeine.
Could you tell I was scared? I talked to you, sang to you...I wasn't ready.
But then you were here. Ten toes. Seven pounds. Love. Big fat love.
I held you. I fed you. I realized I would spend my life doing things to make you happy -- and that would make me happy.
And then there are the times I want to give up. You've made me rethink my sanity. You've made me want to fall to my mothers feet and tell her I get it. But then you smile and you say my name -- and you grab my hand with those little fingers.
We're growing together. We are seeing the world like its new. I will open my heart and love will rain down all over you. You'll giggle, and I'll do it all over again. And we will walk hand in hand. Until you let go. I made you, but you made me a mother.
Happy 6th Birthday, Peanut. 🎈
Only a few weeks late. Finally debuting the blonde again. Thank you @whitneyfretzhair for always making me feel and look amazing. You the real MVP behind my confidence. 😉
Where he goes, she goes. 👦🏽🐱
Parenting at its finest. It's not always rainbows and butterflies, actually it's rainbows and butterflies like maybe 20% of the time.