ONE.
our tiniest and final baby is 1. one.
already.
dear iris-bug,
you are so loved. i hope you know that. i hope you always know just how much you are loved even when you're having a bad day and feeling unlovable. you are known, and you are loved anyway.
always.
you slept in this morning, and had no idea what was going on, but loved opening your presents and playing with your new toys. you even brought your new toy phone to your high chair for breakfast, which i'm guessing is a picture of what's to come.
my favorite part of the day was when you opened your music table that your brother and sister picked out for you and immediately started dancing to the music. i couldn't even get it out of the box without you reaching in to play with it because you were so excited.
of course you promptly turned said music table into a walker and pushed it in a big circle around the couch in the living room.
oh, and trying to get your 12 month photos was definitely an adventure.
you are stubborn and willful. you are an extrovert, and a social laugher which often makes us laugh even harder because your giggles just keep on coming regardless of your knowledge of the actual situation.
you are taking more and more steps every day, but considering the speed of your crawling, i'm not sure how soon you'll make the total switch to walking.
you are a great eater, and are willing to try most things now {including trying to find things on the floor, much to my chagrin}.
you now love the pool and bath-time despite our rocky start with the water. you even voluntarily blow bubbles when you're in your pool float, and try to climb into the bathtub once you hear the water running.
you pout when mama or dada tells you no in a stern voice, and are already pushing the limits of what's acceptable behavior - usually while sporting a mischievous grin.
you've started climbing on everything you possibly can. this has led to you going up the stairs by yourself when the gate gets left open, sitting on the coffee table, and climbing as high as you can on any stool you find.
you've finally learned the sign for "all done" and get so proud of yourself when you do it. of course half the time you realize you're not all done with your food as your tray is being removed, and you reach for as much as you can fit into your hands before it disappears. so let's just say that you've got the sign down, but i'm not so sure about the concept.
you have come so far and changed so much over the last seven months that you've been a part of our family. and bug, we are beyond grateful that we get to be your family.
i know this whole adoption thing has a lot of layers. it's complicated, and it's complex. but it's also amazing. we could never have imagined the adoption story God orchestrated for you, or for our family, or how he brings all things together in his time. i love you so very much, littlest one.
already.
dear iris-bug,
you are so loved. i hope you know that. i hope you always know just how much you are loved even when you're having a bad day and feeling unlovable. you are known, and you are loved anyway.
always.
you slept in this morning, and had no idea what was going on, but loved opening your presents and playing with your new toys. you even brought your new toy phone to your high chair for breakfast, which i'm guessing is a picture of what's to come.
my favorite part of the day was when you opened your music table that your brother and sister picked out for you and immediately started dancing to the music. i couldn't even get it out of the box without you reaching in to play with it because you were so excited.
of course you promptly turned said music table into a walker and pushed it in a big circle around the couch in the living room.
oh, and trying to get your 12 month photos was definitely an adventure.
you are stubborn and willful. you are an extrovert, and a social laugher which often makes us laugh even harder because your giggles just keep on coming regardless of your knowledge of the actual situation.
you are taking more and more steps every day, but considering the speed of your crawling, i'm not sure how soon you'll make the total switch to walking.
you are a great eater, and are willing to try most things now {including trying to find things on the floor, much to my chagrin}.
you now love the pool and bath-time despite our rocky start with the water. you even voluntarily blow bubbles when you're in your pool float, and try to climb into the bathtub once you hear the water running.
you pout when mama or dada tells you no in a stern voice, and are already pushing the limits of what's acceptable behavior - usually while sporting a mischievous grin.
you've started climbing on everything you possibly can. this has led to you going up the stairs by yourself when the gate gets left open, sitting on the coffee table, and climbing as high as you can on any stool you find.
you've finally learned the sign for "all done" and get so proud of yourself when you do it. of course half the time you realize you're not all done with your food as your tray is being removed, and you reach for as much as you can fit into your hands before it disappears. so let's just say that you've got the sign down, but i'm not so sure about the concept.
you have come so far and changed so much over the last seven months that you've been a part of our family. and bug, we are beyond grateful that we get to be your family.
i know this whole adoption thing has a lot of layers. it's complicated, and it's complex. but it's also amazing. we could never have imagined the adoption story God orchestrated for you, or for our family, or how he brings all things together in his time. i love you so very much, littlest one.
xoxo,
mama
Such a precious message, mama, for a special little girl!
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