Reflecting...
Really, I don't know where to start... how can I sum up the emotions that I feel to adequately express what my heart can't contain. It seems like only yesterday I was a little girl myself... dreaming of the day when I would be a mommy... meaning I played house way far into my adolescence... I mean, doesn't every little girl dream of being a wife and mommy someday? I would venture to say the majority do.... and I can hardly process the truth that not only am I a wife, but I am someone's mommy... and that little baby girl is about to hit a huge benchmark.... my baby girl is turning to a toddler before my very eyes and I am not sure that I have even processed that I have a baby girl. Will it be like this every year? Will I always wonder how in the world are we already here? I venture to guess it will..... Eleanor, my precious little girl... oh the way that you have changed my life. I can only hope one day that you will truly understand how much I love you... I mean, I do