Moment by moment. day by day.. the year crept by. slowly & causally. before I knew it, one whole year has gone by, it's November 17th again. The one year anniversary of the birth of our daughter, my motherhood, the start of an entirely new life. I cannot wait to live the next year with the mister by my side- I'll never let him go again...
I feel more like a mama bear raising my very wild cub. As Liberty baked away in my belly, I would sit rubbing my stretching skin, making mommy decisions and daydream about her face & how life would soon be.. I know nothing can truly prepare you for motherhood (and i wasn't much into reading mommy prep books and online research overwhelms me), but thought I had a pretty good idea of how things would pan out..YEAH right.
It wasn't until she was here in my arms did that I WAS BORN FOR THIS feeling kicked in. I'm not at all saying it came easy those transition weeks were fucking hard but it just felt right. Theres something so primal and down to earth about motherhood. I love it, I say that a lot. because its true! I look forward to the future. I am pumped up with the thought of possibility and growth headed our way :)
Liberty is nonstop - she get it from her daddy. She attacks life and studies it with such focus, she doesn't miss a thing. Walking since 9 months. She would kick a ball around all day if I let her. very coordinated- this girl can run...and climb, so climb she does. chairs, couches, her stroller, the windowsills... She rises with the sun & tires at it sets. nowadays I only get one nap out of her, it can last anywhere from one to three hours. god i love those 3 hour naps. sometimes i even start to miss her! just for a moment. Her vocabulary is impressive and it grows everyday. Shes my little parrot, mimicking everything. Today, I kid you not, the girl is saying "birtday!". Happiest when music is playing, she'll clap, throw her hands in the air and stomp her feet. We do a lot of dancing at this house. She thrives outside. Sun on her face and fingers in the dirt - she get it from her mama. I'm not quite sure what we will do this winter when we are trapped inside - still trying to figure out how I can convince her to hibernate with me....
In the past year I have perfected performing one handed and have mastered the art of multitasking. I function on an amount of sleep I didnt dare think possible and have fallen deeply, madly in love with coffee. I embraced my messy hair and got rid of my heels. I've seen every My Little Pony episode and Baby Einstein is theme song to my day. Pajamas are my uniform of choice and I have no idea where my bras are. I still stand firm in my opinion that during those 9 months of a woman's first pregnancy, a 3rd arm should grow along with our bellies, out of some convenient location to aid in the obstacles to come. It wouldn't even be weird, it would be normal and awesome. The men would be so jealous of our third arm.
happy first year little lemon, you brighten my days.
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