This girl is such a joy. Don't get me wrong, she can be ornery as I'll get at, but she's pure sweetness, just very willful. She's been that way since before she was even born. The Halloween a couple weeks before she was born, I couldn't feel her moving. When you're in the last trimester it's suggested to count the baby's movements in your belly to make sure they're active + ok since they have less room to move. Halloween morning I couldn't feel a thing. I even shook my tummy a bit + even tried to move her myself. Husby talked to her + tried to spook her by saying "boo" on my tummy. Nothing. So I panic. Duh. We checked into the hospital to make sure everything was ok. After hours of monitoring + watching monitors, my doctor concluded she was fine + we could go home. As soon as we get home, she started doing her usual somersaults + karate kicks. Trickster.
She just turned 3 while we were in SF + she's still the same. She likes to test me + her limits. She's stubborn like me + silly like her daddy. She loves adventuring + is afraid of nothing. When I look at my camera roll, I giggle thinking of each day she's just being her + going about her day as a normal tot. These pics are some of the last ones I have of her being a 2 year old. Still can't believe she's no longer a baby + is now a mini person. It's all happened way too fast.
