Sunday, July 22, 2012

mo. 8


photo session with Lara

Dear Molly,

Every single day you change.  It is so so so much fun to watch you grow up.  New tricks include:

1.  Waving to everyone you meet
2.  Clapping when I say "Yay!"
3.  Pulling yourself up to standing on our fingers.
4.  Miraculously, you can wiggle/roll/scoot/use magical powers to get to any pacifier, remote control, phone, or keys.
5.  You said your first word!!!  Naturally, it was "Kitty".  Gus and Wally are clearly complete joy to you, even if the feeling is not quite mutual.

We had an awesome Father's Day.  You tasted your first lime (hilarious).  You dressed in your star trek onsie from Kata.  You gave your dad a Starship Enterprise pizza cutter.  We made peirogies from scratch.  Seeing as you love NO ONE on the planet like you love your dad, we wanted to make it special.

There are things that I completely didn't expect about being a mom.  For starters, I definitely didn't just all of a sudden know what to do.  There (for me at least) is no such thing as the magical mom powers that make you know exactly what decisions to make.  I struggle frequently on things I truly believed would be simple.  For example:  what to feed you when, if its time to take away the pacifier at night, etc.  Thankfully, you are seriously one of the best babies of all time, and you let me know if there is something we should change.

I also didn't expect that sometimes I'd feel so overwhelmingly guilty for ignoring you to check email, or for wishing you'd nap longer so I could spend more time doing whatever it is I was doing, or for being frustrated that we can't leave the house because its too hot for you to be in the car.

But most of all, I didn't expect that on a daily basis, I look at you and am completely overcome with a feeling of pure and simple joy.  These moments come at all different times - when you are lunging for Gus's tail, when you are squealing with joy at your baby brush, clapping with a huge smile on your face, giggling when I tickle your belly, quietly smiling as I feed you bananas, sleeping with our noses touching.  I mean, you are so awesome.  Everyday is not perfect.  But you are.


I love you Molly-pop.

Love,

Mom