It was also the day that Afton turned 6 months old.
What a coincidence. :-)
As I sit here and listen to her trying to sing herself awake with her foot in her mouth, I can't help but smile.
What a joyful journey this has been.
Have their been days that I wanted to crawl under a rock and disappear?
Yes.
Have their been days where I could not wait for her next nap?
Absolutely.
Even in the midst of those difficult and tiring days she brought so many smiles to my face.
Some days she wears me completely out.
It's 5 o'clock. Todd is on his way home.
I still haven't had a shower and the only food in my stomach is a cookie or a slice of cheese.
She is supposed to be going down for a nap.
Instead, she is singing to her foot.
Before I have a chance to hop in and out of the shower she grows tired of singing to her foot and starts screaming her head off.
She does not want to nap.
What a surprise.
I am unbelievably frustrated.
I smell.
I havent' even brushed my teeth.
We've been awake for almost 9 hours and I am still in my pajamas, and it is not because I want to be!
I peek in to see just how mad she is and it's apparent that this is going to be very difficult.
I peer over the side of her bed and...
I get the biggest, most beautiful smile.
It's contagious.
I am then smiling from ear to ear, despite my frustration.
She is stubborn.
She is beautiful.
She is mine.
Most days are not like that.
Most days we wake and eat and play.
Most days are incredibly happy and fun.
She is such a happy baby.
I am a happy mama.
Would I trade the frustrating days for a day without her?
Not a chance.
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