Thursday, September 15, 2011

Reagan Kenzie

Dear Reagan Kenzie,
Today, you’re a year old. Where has the time gone? It seems like yesterday your Daddy and I found out that we we’re pregnant. It was mixed emotions of both scared and excitement. I was careful as I could be, I didn’t want to lose you also. As the days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, I started to feel more comfortable being pregnant. And soon your Daddy’s and my fear turned into joy. I loved being pregnant with you, you may have given me the worst heartburn but you would dance your little heart out when I would lay down and it would always make us laugh. 

I cannot believe you’re already a year old. Where has the time gone? A year ago today, I was in labor with you. Everything happened so fast the next thing I knew you were here. 5lbs 5oz and 17 inches long. It’s hard to remember holding you for the first time, I was so overwhelmed with how fast you came out and that you were finally here after what seemed like a lifetime. I remember your first bath, your Daddy said you looked like you loved getting your hair washed and you still do to this day. Today, a year ago was another best day of my life to add to the list, next to your sister being born and Mommy and Daddy’s wedding day.

We have loved watching you reach all of your milestones. Rolling over, sitting up, army crawling to real crawling, and now you’re starting to master your first steps. You mastered every milestone quickly, that seems to be your motto, you came into this world fast now you must do everything fast. You can get from one side of the room to the other in a split second. I always have to watch you from the corner of my eye because you disappear very quickly. It’s going to be worse once you’re able to get up and take off walking; we’re going to be in trouble then.

You have been a joy, very happy baby. It’s hard to catch you without a smile on your face. You have your Daddy’s personality, very laid back and you go with the flow of things. There’s nothing better in the morning then going in into your room and seeing your smile and how excited you are to see me.  Or watching you play with your sister, I hope that your bond stays strong. Remember no matter what is said or done, she loves you and she always will.


I love you so much, my sweet baby. If I just sit down and think of how much I love you and how wonderful you have made my life I start to cry, every time. I’m so proud of you, my big one year old. But I’m not ready for you to grow up yet, before we know it you're going to be asking for the car keys and then walking down the aisle. 


Slow down baby girl; grow a little slower for Mommy…
I love you, forever and always.
Mommy