It's hard to imagine that two years ago I was a GIANT preggo,
waiting for this sweets to arrive.
Two years ago I was married, pregnant, happy...
Two years ago I was waiting for her...
How is she ALMOST two?
So much has happened.
So many memories have been made.
The good, the bad...
Years, months, days...
It's what shapes us and makes us who we are.
I've grown and learned more in two years than I can even believe.
This little girl is doing the same.
Two years ago rubbing my belly waiting for the moment I'd have her with me...
To hold, snuggle and kiss...
To love like I've never loved before.
I imagined what it would be like once she was here.
What she'd be like, how I'd be as a momma, how she'd grow.
Although the thought of being a single momma never crossed my mind...
She's exactly what I wanted and more.
She's exactly how I thought she'd be.
I can't believe two years of her is almost here.
I can't believe two years of being a momma is almost here.
Have I let two years slip by?
Have I made enough memories in two years?
In two years life isn't exactly where I thought it would be while I was rubbing my belly day dreaming.
But I do believe I've made the best for her and myself in the last few years.
In two years we're exactly where we're supposed to be.
Happy, healthy, and full of life.
I'm taking the next few days and weeks in two really enjoy my sweets.
The last few weeks of having a ONE year old.
Is it really true about terrible twos??