That's how many months my sweet girl turned yesterday. Ten. I feel like the first 3-4 months cruised slowly on by and then all of the sudden time just sped up. And now here we are--prepping for her the celebration of her first year of life in two short months. Wow.
I ran across this photo earlier today when I was organizing my files, and it almost took my breath away. She was three months old and still so tiny. We were just at the start of our journey.
Newborn- 3 months- 6 months- 9months
My how she has grown and become her own little person...mild mannered (most of the time), so happy, curious, joyful and full of giggles and grins. What a treat it has been to be her momma! I'm thankful for every day--even the hard ones, because I know life ends far too quickly sometimes. I want to love her well and soak it all in. But the truth is most days are a blur and then it's bedtime. I pray that in that "blur" she thinks I'm doing my part well. That "ma ma" is doing alright.
Happy 10 months, Bug! Thank you for lighting up our lives in ways we never could have imagined.