I haven’t written on here in a long time. Mainly I started the site as a means of keeping track of her first year. It was tough, what with work and single-parenting and everything, so when the year ended, I dwindled down to never writing here. Tonight I decided to say a little something.
Isabel is getting bigger and developing into a lovely human being. Of course! I would never think otherwise, but she is. She is such a happy little person. Today her dad said to me that Isabel is a self-starter. This is a very accurate picture of her. She likes to delve right into all sorts of projects, whether it is removing the rice from the rice jar and moving it into the granola jar, or stacking all her stackable blocks into a sack so she can carry them with her. And of course, there is the ever present, ubiquitous doll. She has two, one of which must go with her most all the time.
Every day I hold her while nursing and marvel at the person she is becoming. I look at Milla, my 12 year old, and try to remember when she was this small. I really cannot. I remember with photos, sort of, but mostly she is who she is now. I look at Isabel and try to imagine her with filly legs and wild hair like her sister. Will I forget these moments of holding her, stroking her hair, smelling her skin, kissing her constantly? I did not know with Milla that these moments could slip so far into the ether, or I would have spent more time trying to hold them. I hope that because with Isabel I have tried to imprint them on my brain, more of them will remain as she grows.
I am definitely still in baby love.
