So my baby girl is a baby no more. Very much a toddler that day by day is becoming a little girl. She is growing into her character. Without a doubt there is an independent and stubborn streak within her that I’m sure will cause a couple of issues for…
Is it crazy that I envy her discomfort? Irrational that I desire such inconvenience? I see her carry our promise, yet I’m ever drawn to the fact that SHE feels each stage of the baby’s growth. The bonding process has begun, and is enriched with each moment of the struggle,…
My daughter thinks I am scary. In actual fact, my daughter will tell you that I am the scariest person in the world. I can ask her, “What’s the scariest thing in all the world?” She’ll reply, “You are daddy.” Or more accurately, she’ll just point at me silently. This…