M & M

Molly & Mommy
I love it - we're M & M.

An Ode to Her Earthly Father

He's amazing.
He anticipates our needs.
He thinks ahead.
He is calm and level-headed.
He cleans.
He cooks.
He brings me food.
He brings me water.
He changes diapers.
He takes out the trash.
He cuddles.
He holds.
He takes her when I'm tired.
He walks with her when she's crying.
He swaddles.
He does laundry.
He helps with her baths.
He runs errands.
He tells me that I'm a good mom.
He makes me laugh.
He does more than I realize.
He takes care of me.
He takes care of her.
He loves me.
He loves her.
We love him.

My Heart

"I love you. Yes, it's true.
You stole my heart, and I'm gonna steal yours, too!"
-Stole My Heart, Little and Ashley

Meeting Fletcher

Fletcher, our fur covered angel, finally officially met Molly.
A friend asked me, "So, the only question I have...now that you have an actual baby...do you still treat your dog like a child?"
The answer: He has become an outside dog. But he is still our furbaby. We have loved him for almost 6 years - since he became a member of our family.
Meeting Molly, he sniffed her long enough for me to snap the photo. Then he went on with life. Not interested in her. Not threatened by her. Not jealous of her. He is just his sweet self. He loves us, and he wants to eat and go on walks.
He is the best dog on the face of the earth.

Happy Birthday, Brody!

Our one and only nephew turns ONE today!
He is adorable and fun!
We love love love him!

2 Weeks Old

The first week was so amazingly wonderful.
The second week was, too, but with some added stress.
The third week is back to amazingly wonderful.
How does time fly so quickly?
The last five months c r a w l e d by.
The last two weeks have rushed by faster than a blink of an eye.
I consciously say to myself (probably 7,000 times a day), "Enjoy this moment; soak it in. You can never get it back."
I tell her I love her a million times a day.
I kiss her a million times a day.
I can't seem to capture Molly with words.
I've decided the only way I can capture her is the song in my soul.
There are no words, just emotions and feelings...a melody that can't be heard other than in my heart. It melts me, it soothes me, it is so touching it hurts.
I'm amazed every time I see her. She was the little one inside of me all those months. She went on every walk and every outing. She sat through every meal and every TV show. She listened to me sing and talk. She heard my heartbeat. I felt her kick. I felt her move. I felt her hiccup. I heard her heartbeat. I saw her blurry photo on ultrasounds. I loved her immediately from the day we found out I was pregnant. She is mine. She is my favorite. I love her every fiber.
{2 weeks = Tuesday, April 20, 2010}

Meeting the Great-Grandparents

Sunday, my grandparents got to meet Molly! It was unbelievably special and a moment I will cherish forever.

Four generations of ladies...
GiGi Belle, Hayley and Molly, and Grandma Francy