hard...

how can something as easy as taking down a portable crib seem so hard? i mean it's just taking up space in my bedroom...and ava hasn't slept in there for months...

but it's not just the act of taking down the bed...

it's what it represents.

it represents the fact that my baby is not as much of a baby anymore. that time is marching on.

ava, at the ripe age of 13 months, is walking now, has recently cut four teeth at once (three being on the top), is repeating words like "bye", "hi", & "mama", eats like a horse yet is hovering around 17 pounds, will pat herself when i say "love the baby", gives "sugar" by blowing kisses, loves baby dolls & bath time, is in a big girl car seat (still facing backwards of course), has weaned herself for the most part (which has me weepy inside)...and just generally blows me away moment by moment.

yes, it's gonna be hard to take down this crib...but i look forward to the day when she crawls into bed with us just like her older sisters do to cuddle...

i love being their mommy so much...it hurts...and that means it's gonna be hard sometimes...even when it looks so easy.

her birthday

one month

2 months

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8 months

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10 months

11 months

12 months...which sounds somewhat better than ONE YEAR!