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02 May 2011

three.

i don't know what it is about the number 'three', but it is so strange how one day and one number can transform my girl from baby to big girl.  yesterday it hit me especially hard when i was remembering this...

...and then turned around to find this...


one thing i have discovered in the last year is that everyone has advice for you when you are pregnant.  and after the baby comes, everyone has advice for you about how to deal with a new infant.    and then all that input stops.  i didn't want advice when i was pregnant.  i didn't want advice when my girl fit squarely in the nook of my arm.  but could someone please tell me how i deal with this whole business of growing up?  'cause i don't like it.  not one bit.


 

okay.  maybe i like it a little bit.  
happy birthday, bug.


1 comment:

Alesha said...

Growing up doesn't have to be a bad thing. Look at it as getting to know a new and wonderful Charlie every new day that comes. Each year will bring with it new adventures and new things that weren't possible the year before.

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