How is it possible that this sweet baby is 18 months old now? It seems like this picture was just taken. I remember it clearly. I was holding her and still amazed that she was a girl and not a boy. I was convinced. I'm still so thankful we didn't find out but I also can't believe that we made it! That was so unlike us but so much fun!!
Since day 1 she has been attached to me. I can't get enough of her and that's great news...she can't get enough of me. She still loves for me to hold her...but only on her terms. If she wants down she wants down. In fact if she wants anything she wants it...end of discussion. None of my children have really been fit throwers. I had to laugh (and probably got judged by the parent behind me who's child was standing in line perfectly!) at the pediatrician's this morning. Collins wanted her Trix cereal. Yes, I gave her Trix. However, the sign by the desk clearly said, "no food or drink in the lobby or rooms." I took her snack trap and she immediately laid herself down on the floor (very carefully as to not get hurt) and proceeded to cry, stop look up for a response, didn't get one, so she'd continue to cry. I thought it was hilarious...of course I didn't laugh and she did get up and walk off when she realized she wasn't getting a reaction.
She thinks that in her whole 22.5 pounds of goodness that she's as big as her sister. No one has informed her that she's still a baby or as Addison says, "a toddler!"
She is such a sweet girl! Her hugs are precious and given freely...kisses are not! Today she asked to wear a hair bow. My heart sang with joy. Since day 1 she has hated them!
Her turning 18 months is bitter sweet. The end of an era in the Muller household. Soon we will be baby free...really we already are but for the next 6 months (or maybe 6 year) I'll live in the land of denial. Infact, I've taught her to say, "yes" when I ask her if she's still my baby! I am looking forward to moving into the next stage of life but I'll miss these days of having a baby!
