Molly has an eye infection. (Although I took this photo a week ago before there was sign of any crust). And as it's Thanksgiving in America I'm seeing this as an opportunity talk about what I am thankful for, my princess Miss Molly Rose Roberts. Born 10/2/2011 weighing in at 8lbs 10. Porker!
I'm so proud of this little lady. She's nine months and so far she can clap, wave, sit up, roll, crawl and has grown eight teeth! She has the biggest interest in life. And she wants to explore every little spec, 'sing' every note she can, everything is gogogo. Jamie was supporting her standing earlier and she started taking steps forward and giggling to herself. It won't be long until she's tottling. Gosh I couldn't wait for her to sit up, and now, now everything is just speeding by. In the last two months she's only fallen asleep on me twice. When it used to be at least once a day. I'm back at uni now and she spends two days a week with her childminder. That's two days a week I miss out on her journey. I hate that. Not that I don't feel lucky that it only has to be two days and I'm doing something I love and I know she's very happy with Vicky. But it still pangs each time I drop her off and she waves her mummy bye bye.
I'm so thankful, I love her so much. Her tiny toes, her big round belly, her rolls on her upper arms and thighs. Her dainty hands, her beautiful brown hair, her giant eyes. Just perfect. I'm so proud of my clever, funny, inquisitive, content little baby. I hope she feels that, I always visualize my immense love for her radiating off me towards her. Is that weird? It's just incredible and it shakes me to the core. And I'm thankful for that. I'm thankful that she is my perfect little baby. Miss Molly Rose Roberts.
