i love Sierra, she really is the best. she's growing so much, it scares me. we're having her party on the 30th (jess that's your b-day right? it's also my grammies, haha) i can't believe that next friday my baby is going to be a year old. wow did that pass by fast. it feels like it's been forever, and at the same time just a few weeks ago i feel like she was this fat little blob that just stared into space. i miss her being so small. i miss her not being so mobile, and being dependent on me. although i love how independent she is, and i love when she gets mad at me for trying to help her. being a parent is so bitter sweet. in one respect you want them to grow up and become a good person, and in the next respect you want them to stay little so you can protect them, snuggle them, and hold them forever.i'm glad though that i've kept such a record, i started a journal for her while i was preggo, and now i write in her baby book all the time.i just want her to know how much we love her, and how wanted she is/was. i wish i could shrink her and carry her around in my tummy agian. my little baby.
we've been going swimming just about everyday at my parents house because i've been babysitting my neice and nephew there and with each fat roll on her arm there's a tan line. haha. speaking of tan, my arms are so dark. i used to go tanning so i'm not used to tan lines and now from my boobs down is white, except my feet, they have a tan line from my flip flops. weird. i want stephen to come home, i want to go fishing so bad. i know no one understands my love for fishing, but it's so relaxing. i don't usually keep them either. i just like it so much. i guess i could just go and sit by a lake though.