One thing has stayed the same through it all: Kymri has always been the happiest baby! She is so passionate about everything she does and she always has a smile on her face. Watching her grow up has been an absolute joy!
When Kymri was first born, I was absolutely in love from the first moment. She was perfect.
At one month, I felt like I was finally getting used to having a baby around and the changes that she brought.
At two months, she had me wrapped around her little finger even more since she was smiling and cooing all the time.
At three months, I felt like we were finally starting to establish a little bit of a routine.
At four months, I was about to say goodbye to my family after a perfect summer in Arizona, and was wondering if I could ever do it on my own.
At five months, I was starting to feel a little like a zombie. Kymri was still waking up four of five times a night and I was not functioning all that well. We had to do some modified sleep training. And it was a game changer. I felt like a good mom again.
At six months, I was shocked to realize that half a year had gone by. Somehow my baby was growing up!
At seven months, I started to see an extremely independent little girl emerging. She wanted to do and try everything on her own. She was sitting up like a pro and on the brink of crawling. Where was my baby going?
At eight months, I was loving how interactive Kymri was becoming. It was almost like we could have little conversations. My heart melted when she could start saying Da Da and then Ma Ma.
At nine months, I watched in wonder and Kymri experienced her first Christmas. It was magical. Seeing her enjoy the colors, lights, tastes, and sounds made Christmas new and exciting.
At ten months, I started almost morning the loss of my baby. I saw a toddler more than I saw a baby.
At eleven months, I was in total denial. I wasn't going to lose my baby. Night time cuddles grew longer and I caught myself just watching her sleep on a number of occasions.
And now, at twelve months, I have embraced all that has happened in the last year. I can look back on each moment and memory with fondness while still looking to the future with excitement. Kymri is on the brink of walking, can say 5 different words, is eating up a storm, and even more independent than before. And I love every bit of it.
This last year has been the greatest year of our lives so far. We love our little girl!