Little K is ONE!

Dear Little K,

Wow! You are a year old. This year has flown by way to fast. Seems like yesterday we were getting in the car to head to the hospital. 

You came into this world at 8:06am on November 26, 2012 weighing 6lbs7oz and 19in long. You are now 17lbs and 28in long.

You are wearing size 2 diapers and 6-9 month clothes(with room to grow).

You started crawling one day shy of 11 months, after a month of occupational therapy, which you receive once a week. You also have SST, which is play therapy, twice a month. You will be starting speech therapy twice a month soon.

You don't say any words, but you let us know when you're happy, frustrated, hungry, sleepy, and hurt. You have started to stand with assistance for a few minutes, but you need help getting into the standing position.

You LOVE anything with pasta and Oreos. You apparently like beans too- you get that from daddy. 

Your big sister adores you- for the most part. With you crawling, she does get a little annoyed sometimes when you start messing with her things. You, in return, seem to really love your sister- until she goes to pick you up.

This year has been filled with joy, laughter, tears, and challenges, but we wouldn't change it for the world.

I can not wait to see what God has in store for you in the future!


364 days ago

One year ago today was my last day on BR after almost 13 weeks. It was the last day as a family of three. It was the last day Big K was an only child. I unpacked and repacked mine and Little K's hospital bag 3 times, had C check the car seat probably more, made sure everything we needed for the hospital was together and by the door. I watched C put everything in the truck one by one. I made sure Big K's clothes were together for school the next morning and that her big sister shirt was ready to go after my mom and brother picked her up from school to come see her baby sister. My emotions were all over the place, much like they are today. (I've cried at least 3 times already today.) While BR sucked, I'd be willing to do it again. I don't know if it's because I know so many people who are pregnant or just had a baby or if it's the fact that I've always wanted 3 babies, but my heart is heavy, like there is a hole. Little K has blessed us beyond measure. We've had our challenges- weight issues at the beginning and now developmental delays, but she's my baby, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I can't believe it's already been a year!