When I became pregnant with Dylan I prayed and prayed that he would be a boy. I remember laying on the sonogram table and thinking what I would do if they told me it was a girl. I was wondering what everybodys reaction would be when I burst into tears. For some reason I was terrified at the thought of having a daughter. After having Dylan though and realizing that I seemed to be halfway decent at this mom thing, when I became pregnant again I started thinking that it may be kind of fun to have a little girl. You know one of each. Family of four. Perfect.
God did bless us with a little girl and I have to admit that I don't know what I would do without my little princess. Yes, she talks a lot. Yes, she pushes the boundaries. Yes, she is stubborn. Yes, she does her own thing. Why yes, she is a mini mommy!! and I wouldn't have her any other way.
She is full of love and is always ready to take care of anybody or anything. She enjoys helping people and making sure that they are happy. She inspires me with her love of life as she isn't afraid to dance and sing to her own tune.
She completes our family.
Today my baby girl turns 4!
Where does time go? When they are 1, 2, and 3, they are still babies...toddlers. But 4? I think I have a full blown little girl on my hands.
Watch out world!!