My Boob (horrible nickname, I know....)
She was a tough baby.
It's no secret, she would be the kid that kept us on our toes.
A completely different baby than Mila.
My labor and delivery with her was a complete joke.
I (again) didn't realize I was in labor but this time I barely made it.
We got to the hospital at 7:40ish and she was born at 8:14pm.
Like, I was RUSHED into a room at 10cm dilated. LOL. I was THAT lady.
I was the lady that couldn't get ANY DRUGS before having this kid. Not a Tylenol, nothin'.
This kid that weighed 1 pound 2oz MORE than my first kid, with whom I had an epidural.
So yeah.
She came out with a bang and continued with that bang....and I see absolutely no stopping her anytime soon.
While it can be exhausting, I try not to smother her flame.
She's fun, she's exciting, everything is a big deal and she's got the emotions to match.
She's WHIP SMART. HOLY SHIT.
I'm literally waiting for her to figure out that she's smarter than me.
She pays attention. She notices things I would never think a 5 year old would notice.
THIS FACE.
Not only is she a strong-minded little girl and that comes with its own challenges, Ava is also my child that who has several health issues as well.
She has several allergies both environmental and food and we are in a constant battle to keep her comfortable. We have identified her allergens, but she's so sensitive that she will have flare ups and we don't always know the cause.
So we are always trying to make sure she's doing well in that area - otherwise she's miserable and I can't blame her!
All her teachers have said how "phenomenal" she is. Like, repeatedly. Which part of me is like OF COURSE, but then the other part of me is like ARE YOU SURE? Because she's a freaking handful at home.
But at the same time she's the snuggliest, sweetest, lovable kiddo there is. She's teeny tiny, which I love (38lbs on a good day lol) and she's just the best. We are similar in our personalities, that's for sure. She's a firecracker and I guess some people have said the same about me 😜
She will do a LOT in this world, I'm confident of that.
I can't believe my baby will be 6. Like, officially, officially out of the baby stage (Steve said that was a few years ago lol). But really. This is like Big Kid Status.
Happy Birthday, my Boob. Love you to the moon.
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