Most of the household birthdays are in spring/summer.
Gabriella is the first of the season.
She's officially 3 and I cried for a least and hour the night
of her birthday.
It was hard!
I have a lot of mixed feelings about our baby turning 3.
She has officially moved from a baby to a toddler.
Part of me is still mourning that
I will never be pregnant again, never have
a first nurse, and never go through
all of those first milestones.
The other part of me is excited for the next chapter where
I don't always have a baby on my hip, someone crying in a car seat,
and we will soon be DONE with diapers!
It's still hard none the less and
I'm happy that she is a petite miss :)
It at least helps me pretend she is
still a baby.
Gabriella Emi you will always be our baby!