We are in such a fun, spirited stage right now. Lillie Sol is almost 17 months and she’s a fire cracker. She attempts to repeat everything we say (she’s actually quite good!), she runs and holds her own with her brother, and we can see her personality blossoming with each passing day. She’s started randomly singing “happy birthday” and it’s prettyyyyyy cute.

Motherhood is a funny thing. Even though I am absolutely loving this stage, I find myself trying to remember her little newborn feet and that fresh out the oven smell. I feel like her newborn stage passed so much quicker than with Lucas and I’m sometimes left with a deep pang in my chest as if I somehow missed out on certain moments due to the craziness of adjusting to life with two. She was born a month before Lucas started pre-k and I didn’t have the same luxury of staying in bed all day and tending to one little persons needs. We were quickly thrown into a routine that consisted of interrupted naps, school pick up and functions, play dates, and birthday parties. I truly believe that the craziness of our first year didn’t effect Lillie at all but that “mom guilt” seems to always pop up from time to time.

So I’m rambling a bit here but I’m so thankful for our little lady and the spirit she has brought into our home. I’m so excited to do life with you my sweet baby girl. Thank you for your grace, your smile, and those slobbery kisses that make me feel like I’m doing something right.