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 Today was kind of emotional for me. While Emmy was napping (2 hours, you go girl!) I decided to organize her baby photos and in doing so, went through all of them, starting from the second she was placed in my arms. What a crazy difference 6 months makes. She is now crawling everywhere, pulling herself up on any and everything, reaching out when we pick her up, and chatting "da da da". Sometimes I wish she would just slow down and enjoy every stage instead of rushing into the next. 

The first photo I have of her will always be my favourite. Emmy was handed to me in seconds of being born and as I've said before, I would relive that moment again and again for the rest of my life if I could. Sappy, I know, but it's not as easy to cuddle her these days as she's so wiggly and always wants to go. Even in the morning when she wakes up, she immediately starts crawling over both M and I, chatting away while exploring every one of our freckles. I miss that tiny, just born baby and her new cries. Each day is something new, new memories to have and store and share as long as I live. I treasure every photo I've ever taken of her, I cherish every day that I spend with her. A child is such a gift, and you can hear that every day of your life but you may not ever truly understand it until you have a child of your own.

I feel completely blessed to be a part of this little's life. I can only repay her by trying to be the best mother I can. 

Thank you, my baby bird, for giving me this gift of you.