Look at this girl. She's even smiling when momma pops a drinking glass in front of her face :>. I was playing with filters of the in-your-face (literally) kind. I've seen cool pictures with magnifying glasses but, unfortunately, I don't have one of those, so leave it to me to improvise.
I realized for about the next couple of decades I will be in a continual state of doting, thinking on a near daily basis how big, grown up, and wonderful my baby is. (Yes, even when she's 30, she'll always always be my baby.)
M is growing and developing, and learning new things everyday and it's just absolutely amazing to witness.
I didn't walk until I was 18 months old— foreseeable explanation, perhaps, of why I'm such a weakling. As of today, M is 11 months, 6 days and this momma is sooper excited, sooper proud, sooper humble for being so blessed with such an amazing little girl. As Mom has sung to me and now me to M, 'Thank heaven for little girls!'.
We are nearing the end of our second month of swimming and the Babe continues to get better and better. She kicks, she splashes, she smiles, she gaggles.
It would be even better if the other kids weren't all so much older but c'est la vie. It's time really well spent (and I mean spent!) just the two of us.
Don't you love to watch a sleeping baby? They're like 'yut peh leht'— like swollen mush. I love it! Look. At. Those. Cheeks!! :>
