I feel like I just sat down a hot second ago to write about my sweet baby turning one. I couldn’t believe it then that she was a whopping one year old and I have even more doubt now that she is turning two. Seriously where does the time go? I realize everyone says that but…seriously, where does the time go? I heard a rumor that two year-olds aren’t considered babies anymore and that they are, in fact, legitimate toddlers. I feel as though until she is out of diapers I can still call her a baby. Pretty please?
Even though I am experiencing an out-of-body phenomenon regarding her age, I am fully aware that I love her more with each passing day. I just love watching her personality blossom as she grows and creates her own opinions about life. It is quite remarkable how she learns and develops every single day. Waverley possesses this miraculous capability of making me so blissfuly happy yet also manically angry/depressed/stressed all within a manner of minutes. We are both on a bipolar ride of toddlerhood! What strikes me about the last two years isn’t the sleepless nights, grocery store meltdowns, or the fact that my stomach is still a mess of loose skin and stretch marks, it’s how sure I am of her in my life now compared to how unsure I was when I found out I was pregnant— and even up until she was born. I find myself often saying, if I would have known…
If I would’ve known about your silly little laugh,
I wouldn’t have cared as much when you tore my lady bits in half.
If I would’ve known I’d eventually get to sleep,
I wouldn’t have cursed those first months as much. BLEEP!
If I would’ve known about sweet snuggles in bed,
I would not have feared your arrival with as much dread.
If I would’ve known your going home outfit would someday make me cry,
I’d have held you in it longer. Oh my, oh my.
If I would’ve known you’d make up jokes about toots,
I wouldn’t have obsessed as much over my graying roots.
If I would’ve known I’d squeeze your rolls every day,
I would never have wished any baby stage away.
If I would’ve known I’d truly cherish every kiss,
I should have been more grateful, not saddened, by parties missed.
If I would’ve known how deep my love for you could be,
I wouldn’t have questioned what I now so clearly see.
Happy second birthday to my sweet, silly, and kind little Puppy Girl!
Outfit Details:
Sandals, Salt Water by Hoy
Salopette Overalls, Gray Label
Flower Crown, Uptown Blossoms
