Oh my goodness. When I start to type out my feelings on who you are today, and what joy you bring me…I feel the tears start to prick at the corners of my eyes. You are such a different person than the one I met 13 months ago.
You smile all the time. You giggle when I tickle you. You clap when I say “clap” and you dance when your favorite song comes on the radio.
You are starting to walk, which is so funny to see. You weeble wobble for a few steps, hesitantly, then you fall to your knees or turn back toward me to grab onto my hand. Apparently you love to be independent at school but as soon as you see me or Daddy, you become a shy girl again. That’s OK. We love your snuggles.
We had so much fun over Halloween, dressing you up as the cutest little mouse. You seem to love attention, and grinned at all of the people who came over to check you out.
I can’t quite get you to commit to kisses — you act like you’re going to give me a big smooch then you turn your head or push your slobbery little hands (you’re teething) into my face and laugh. But if I move quickly, I can get in and put one right on your mouth and then we both laugh and laugh.
Your beautiful blonde hair is getting so long…school was even able to put a tiny little ponytail in your hair! You look so much like your Grammy, my Mom, and it makes me very happy to see your little features grow and make you YOU.
Nursing is still happening twice a day, and that’s perfect. You seem to be less interested and spend less time at my breast but I’m still the first and last person you want to be with, which makes my heart sing.
13 months. You are such an amazing little person.