Dear Charlotte,
I never thought this day would come so fast! It felt like yesterday where we brought you home from the hospital, and realized how different you are from your brother (although you guys looked exactly the same as newborns!). I remember all those sleepless nights we had where you refused to go back to sleep after a feeding. I remember all those nasty explosions you had and how you always cried bloody murder every time we changed your diaper. I remember sleeping on the floor of your room from 3-4 am because you needed someone to stuff your paci back in your mouth or because your mobile would turn off after 30 minutes and you still wanted your music on. I remember sitting on the floor of your room from 3-4 pm because you would only nap in someone's arms. I remember ergo-ing you from 6-7 pm because that was your “bad hour” and being carried was the only way you’ll fall asleep. I remember the time from week 17 – week 50 where you had your crazy case of stranger/separation anxiety. You would not let anyone hold you, so I had to be with you 24/7.
I never thought this day would come so fast! It felt like yesterday where we brought you home from the hospital, and realized how different you are from your brother (although you guys looked exactly the same as newborns!). I remember all those sleepless nights we had where you refused to go back to sleep after a feeding. I remember all those nasty explosions you had and how you always cried bloody murder every time we changed your diaper. I remember sleeping on the floor of your room from 3-4 am because you needed someone to stuff your paci back in your mouth or because your mobile would turn off after 30 minutes and you still wanted your music on. I remember sitting on the floor of your room from 3-4 pm because you would only nap in someone's arms. I remember ergo-ing you from 6-7 pm because that was your “bad hour” and being carried was the only way you’ll fall asleep. I remember the time from week 17 – week 50 where you had your crazy case of stranger/separation anxiety. You would not let anyone hold you, so I had to be with you 24/7.
But now look at you baby girl, you’re ONE! You are sleeping well, you’re eating well, and you are over your stranger/separation anxiety. You’ve transformed into a happy, smiley, petite little lady. Sure, you still have attitude and you are quite the sassy princess, but you are definitely a lot easier now than you were in the beginning.
Charlotte,
raising you this past year was definitely not easy. You were a real piece of work! I devoted an entire year of my life to raising you into the little toddler girl you are today. But every time you smiled, every time you clapped your hands, every time you crawled in for a hug, all those little things made it all worth it.
Happy first birthday, my baby Valentine. I love you sooooo much!
Love,
Mommy
The final product (with many, many out takes)
Would rather play than sit still
Flashing her million dollar smile
Out take #40
Out take #32
Peace out, homies! I'm done with monthly pics!
Fell asleep while eating...
Little pint size loves to eat!
Raise your hand if you're ONE today!
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