Sunday, May 22, 2011
It's a cliche to say that it goes by too fast. No one really believes you until they have a child of their own. The days can drag, but the years fly.
It also seems so long ago that I was wishing and hoping and dreaming of having a third baby. It's a strange juxtaposition of perspective on time. The long two years of trying unsuccessfully to conceive have dimmed in my mind. She's been here, with us, for longer now.
She has a mind of her own for sure these days. She's spunky and smart and looks just like Michelle from Full House (it's bad when even a 10-year-old kid says it) and she's ours. I knew we were missing someone in our lives and she has truly filled that void even in ways I didn't know we were missing.
She is THREE. She is THREE.