Mommy 💜 Daddy 💜 Playing and laughing with my sisters 💜 Nursing 💜Eating 💜 My caterpillar 💜 Running 💜 Music 💜 Screaming when I don’t get my way 💜 Pulling my hair 💜 Being outside 💜 Eating 💜Putting things in my mouth
Falling asleep 😡 When no one pays attention to me 😡 Being held captive in my high chair, car seat or someone’s arms 😡 Not being able to eat 😡 Waiting 😡 Mommy walking away 😡 Watching other people eat
Well y’all, it’s here. TD3 is finally 1!
She’s such a strong-willed, funny, happy, curious, lovable, entertaining, fearless joy. And she keeps us on our toes. These days, she loves food, her caterpillar, playing with her sisters, testing limits and video chats.
It’s been such a blessing to be home with her these past 6 months. I’m so glad I got to see her grow and develop into the toddager (toddler + teenager) she thinks she is.
I was full of so many emotions and feelings during my pregnancy, anticipating the unknown. I knew life as I knew it was over and life with three kids was going to shake things up. I had no idea God had planned for a pandemic and racial injustice/trauma the first year. I also had no idea that those things would result in some pretty big decisions being made or that it would mean our community would look different today. And suddenly, the worries I had 12+ months seem irrelevant now.
T-Daddy and I made it through our first year being outnumbered by the offspring…and we did it quarantined and masked up while reminding all those that love us that our Black Lives Matter.
Not at all how I pictured TD3’s first year. And I have no idea what to expect in year two. But as long as I get to keep enjoying her heartwarming smile and laugh and adorable hugs and kisses, I’m ready for it.