Something a little different tonight.
First, Tabitha…My Light…My World…
My goodness how time flies. It’s hard to believe that fourteen years ago I was a scared teenager fresh out of high school taking the very first pregnancy test of my life. Don’t worry, Tabitha knows the story. That day was the scariest day of my life…but as soon as I saw the two lines on that test, I knew I could be a mom.
I don’t know how to quite explain it, other than a calm washed over me, and I just knew. Yes, I was still scared…who isn’t when you find out your having a baby…but she was mine and in the moment I knew I would fight tooth and nail for her…I would protect her at all costs.
I still remember going to the doctor the first time, and seeing her little blip on the ultrasound…166 beats per minute. That little blip on the screen was and still is my world (along with her brother).
Don’t get me wrong there are days when I would love to ring her little blonde head…she talks back on a daily basis, and thinks she knows everything, (you know like all teenagers) but she is mine…and now she is 13. I am proud and sad at the same time. I am proud at how smart and talented and yes beautiful she is, but at the same moment I long for my little blonde headed baby girl that used to cling to mommy. It’s bittersweet.
About a month ago, I took my daughter and my baby sister (whom I will introduce in a little while) out for an impromptu photo shoot. It really brought home the fact that my baby definitely is not a baby any longer. Enjoy a few of my favorites from that day.
A little more about me…I have three siblings. One is four years older than I am, I have one that is nine years younger than I am, and one that is sixteen years younger than I am. Yes, our parents liked to space us out. My baby sister is about to turn sixteen (so yes, if your doing the math that makes me 32)…I still remember the day she was born.
We got up early, because Mama had to be at the hospital by eight in the morning for a scheduled C-Section. Well, when we went to check her in they told us we were in the wrong section of the hospital. So, we went to the section they told us we were supposed to be in…then when we got there they said, “no, you should be where you were at.” So, we walked back to where we originally were, then someone completely different told us we needed to be in an entirely different section than either of the previous two people had told us. Long story short, we finally ended up in the right section of the hospital however all the walking had sent mama into active labor (she still opted for the C-Section). A couple of hours later Harleigh was here.
You would think that with the age difference we would not have much in common, but the truth is, all of my sisters and I have a wonderful relationship. We are best friends…including my baby sister and I. She truly is like a little mini me…she likes a lot of the same things that I did..and still do today. She has a lot of the same quirks I do…which should really spell disaster lol but its the opposite. Again, time waits for no one…because what feels like yesterday when I met her for the first time was actually sixteen years ago in little under a month.
Here a few of my favorite pictures of Harleigh… And almost lastly…here is a photo of the my daughter and my baby sister (who have honestly grown up more like sisters than Aunt and Niece) together…
Ok…now lastly…I have to share a picture of the other man in my life (other than my hubby)…he kind of photo bombed my photo shoot…and even though the picture is not “posed” (half the time the best ones aren’t) it is just way too cute not to share. Enjoy this cute, cute, cute (no I am not biased) photo of my little boy!