I'm writing to you from 4:30 am. I've been up since 2 and had to move to the couch because little Miss wouldn't go back to sleep. Well, now she is sleeping soundly next to me and I'm having a hard time getting comfortable enough to close my eyes. This is a perfect picture of our daily life. I've hit that sweet spot of motherhood, the one that is so full of simultaneous joy and sorrow that my baby is getting so big. She is bursting out of some of her 12 month clothes and she definitely doesn't want to lay down - like, ever again. She wants to be up and see the world. I am so proud of her.
Eleven months ago, the single most difficult day of my life came and went. June was here and we had NO CLUE how much our lives would change. It is quite difficult to get anything done when I'm taking care of her. She requires hands on care 24/7. Cal is an excellent partner in this and steps in when I really need to focus on what I'm doing for work or my business. He is also so generous when it comes to giving me time for myself. I know not every husband is as involved and I do not take it for granted.
This month included a mini getaway to a friend's river house in North Carolina. We didn't take June in the water because she was sick with a sinus infection. Plus, rivers creep me out just a little and I felt weird about putting my baby in that water. Haha! Didn't stop Cal and I from getting in, though. We greatly enjoyed the away time and little miss enjoyed not having to ride in a car seat for 3 days.
She HATES the car seat. I can count on one hand the number of calm drives we had this month. I'm pretty sure it's the straps she doesn't like. But we can always bet the farm that as soon as we take her out, she is smiling.
June has been excelling in her physical therapy. She has two sessions a month where her PT works with her (us) to learn new ways to strengthen her baby muscles. She is trying so very hard to sit up on her own and I know she will get there. We try not to think too much about milestones and I have come to be okay with her doing things in her own time, or not at all.
Another thing that happened this month, our little friend, Hunter, went home to be with the Lord. He fought cancer his entire life and was just a week and a half shy of his first birthday. Having spent time in the hospital with Hunter and his mom, Megan, we were greatly devastated to hear of his passing. I hate to think about how it feels to lose the thing most precious to you. Please, hug your children. Don't take them for granted. I know that's easy to say and we can all agree with it, but even I let the days go by sometime without truly pausing to thank God for my sweet girl.
We are in the homestretch of June's first year of life. I appreciate everyone following along with her journey. This time next month, I will be sharing all about her small, family birthday party. It will be a tearful event, for sure. I hear there is a gold polka dot tutu involved!
As always, thank you for reading. We appreciate your prayers for little June.