Now I understand why my Grandparents used to say, “You’re growing like such a weed”. I find myself thinking the same thing about my baby. They grow up fast. Kelsey is only 9-months old, but already – I look back at photos of her and think: Was she really that tiny? Did she really fit into my hands?
I say it everyday, but having a baby feels like winning the Golden Ticket. It’s a remarkable adventure. Every night, as I’m putting her to bed, I look up from her crib and thank heaven for little girls.
1 week old
(my favorite photo of her streeeeeeeeetched out, sleeping at her doctor’s visit)