Two years ago I was wondering if I was cooking a little girl or a little boy. I was rejecting names of all the people I seemingly didn’t like (it’s amazing how many names you dislike through association) I was debating prams and cribs and couldn’t imagine holding a little baby in my arms any time soon. I wondered what this little person would like, how they would behave, what little quirks they may have. Would they like the same things I did, would they be as smart as their daddy and have my bad humour.
I didn’t know what to expect or what i was in for, to be honest I was too busy learning how to love myself and my new body. By this point I already had a well defined bump, not typical for a first pregnancy but being small I popped early and decided to embrace this fact as deeply as I could.
Fast forward two years and I have the most charming, loving and strong little girl. She fears noting (except the woody doll who’s batteries are dying and make him sound demonic) she shows such empathy, is full of sass and wonder and there’s nothing she won’t try. The only thing keeping her in the ‘baby’ bracket is the fact she still sleeps in a cot and is still in nappies.
She is such an independent little lady. She loves adventure and trying new things. Her curiosity never ends and her love for the world is simply beautiful. She chatters, hugs, laughs and reacts to the world around her with wonder. She is stubborn and so strong willed it sometimes leads me to despair. She needs me less each day and finds her self confidence with each step she takes. It’s both tormenting and joyful to see her growing into this little lady, however fast it may feel. Already we are at the point of it only being six months until she turns two, where has all the time gone?
Part of me wants to slow down time so I can enjoy this stage a little longer. (Then a tantrum tells that part of me to get a grip) The rest of me cannot wait to see what she dose next, what else she gets up to and what the next adventure holds.
Ive loved getting to know this little person and what makes her tick. She’s more than I could ever have imagined. She’s taught me to see life in a new way, to look at things from a different angle and to find the wonder in the world around us.
Here’s to the next step, to letting them be little and to finding adventure in the simplest of things.
Love and hugs,