It’s been a year since one of the happiest days of my life – the day my tiny girl came home from the hospital. I remember the surreal feeling of going to the hospital and leaving with my wire free baby. I remember sitting next to her in the back seat of the car with my hand on her chest making sure she was still breathing the whole way home (they terrified us of car sears in the NICU.) I remember holding her standing in the kitchen and how normal and right it felt to finally have our month old daughter home and the realization I could hold her wherever and whenever I wanted to. I remember being overwhelmed that I didn’t have things ready for her (like bottles she liked for example) but that it didn’t matter, because she was home and healthy, and that’s all that mattered.
Now look at where we are a year later. She’s happy and healthy. She’s curious and smart and into everything. She ‘talks’ and smiles and laughs all day. Things are good.
Also, I officially consider Ellie a walking child. She just walks now. She’s wobbly still. She falls sometimes (usually when she starts going too fast.) But she walks. And it makes her so happy. And firmly puts her into the toddler camp – she’s not a baby anymore.
We also celebrated my first Mother’s Day with a baby at home and healthy, and it was lovely. Ellie gave me lots of hugs, which is all I asked for.
Now that the weather is consistently nice we’ve been going outside pretty much every day. She’s still not a fan of the grass, but she’s getting comfortable, and even starting to enjoy, being outside.
And some fun photos:
Why are you following me with the camera mom:
Helping unload the dishwasher (one of her current favorites):
Climbing monkey:
And cuteness:
What a beautiful child!!! GGRuth