Oh. She’s on the threshold of toddler-hood so you say. What’s that now? I always thought the whole baby-into-toddler-hood happened a little fast by society’s standards anyways. So imma gonna keep her a baby for a little while longer, okay internets?
Although, sadly, I probably won’t be writing about it all here. In one short month you’ll be finding our antics over on Toddler Times and in some other fun places like my personal blog and a saucy project in mid-launch; FEAST!
Here I am getting ahead of myself. Until then we have some precious time my friends – where I get to share Abby’s 11 month-sary with you, (today!) gearing up towards the big 1 year celebration. Let me tell you how YES, I’m all up in Pinterest planning that shizzle.
Time, it lurches forth with a ravenous appetite, undaunted by my wavering momma-ness over it all. Rooms echo with her baby babbles on the brink of words that will surely spill forth. Strong legs dance and kick and hint at better things to come. Tiny fingers turn over pages and build towers with precision and care. Eyes are mischievous, all the while shrieking with laughter and frustration; reminding me, that, Oh, I’m definitely in for it – if she’s anything like me.
Which, of course, she probably will be, except maybe less so and more so in all the right places. All we can do is keep working at it. To keep loving and supporting and protecting and respecting, the best way we know how, answering to the call of our hearts. Instinctually, mindfully so. My highest hope is that our physical and mental health as a family unit, mirrors that of the hard work fraught with the confidence and solid determination that we put into it. Fear and good intentions have never gotten me very far. This parenting thing. This marriage thing. This life thing. The really good kind(s). Hardest effing work I’ll ever do.
Now that I’ve had my dance in the melancholy zone, we can all take a little breather and enjoy the stillness through my lens that has been the happy life that is this day. All 11 glorious months of my sweet Lil’ Abner; mucking about with me, her momma.
In case you were wondering…I took all of these pictures with my iPhone. Then I edited them using the awesome that is an on-line photo-editing tool (FREE!) called PicMonkey. Since they launched ‘collages,’ Picnic closing has been but a distant memory. Some people in my life, they’ve been telling me to learn Photo-Shop. Psssh I say! Then I’m going to want to be like a professional photographer or graphic designer or something. Those who know me well know how crazy that would be, given the two careers I already have.
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