1 already?!?

It is hard to believe that just one year ago at this time I was preparing to meet the newest addition to our family. My C-Section was scheduled for 1pm and I was getting nervous! We checked into the hospital and they started prepping me. Those 2 hours flew by and the next thing I know I am walking back to the OR. Boy is that place freezing!! I remember them making sure I couldn't feel anything and then just waiting. I feel some tugging and pressure and then hear the sweetest cry and then talk of how hairy this sweet thing is! I finally got to hold her





Before I had M I was SO nervous about having two kids. I had always heard you love them just the same but Kylee and I had such a bond, I wasn't sure if that was possible. Knowing my concerns a friend shared this poem with me:

Loving Two

I walk along holding your 4-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you?
Then she is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.
I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.
You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.
But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying her, as though I am betraying you.
But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.
More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.
But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.
I watch how she adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of her new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently.
And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.
I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life.




Maleigha LOVES her big sister and her big sister LOVES her. I am excited to see their relationship continue to grow.
So with all that said, I want to wish Maleigha a happy first birthday! There are so many things I love about this little girl




*I love her cute dimple

*I love her sweet laugh

*I love all her noises!

*I love that she likes to cuddle

*I laugh that she is such a DRAMA QUEEN

*I love watching her face when she sees her sister

*I love her dancing. If you haven't seen it yet, you are totally missing out!

*I love her growls!

*I love her relationship with her aunts, uncles, and grandparents

*I love the fact that that she does things on her on time. No she isn't walking yet. Not even close.

*I love her pretty brown curls, her tiny little feet

*I just love her!

Enjoy the rest of the pictures!