Last year when it was time to switch the calendar to February I was anxiously awaiting my body to GO INTO LABOR. After all my due date was February 2nd and I was ready to have my body back as my own and to meet the baby that was growing inside of me. My baby had other plans, she was content being all snugly in the womb. Hence being induced and going through 36 hours of labor that resulted in a c-section. That was what my daughter had in store for me. My daughter's name is Madden, we had several possible names picked out and I told Mustang that in order for her to be "Madden" she would have to come out with some spunk. She did.
I remember...
- holding her and letting her sleep in my arms because I couldn't bear to put her down
- taking more pictures in her first year of life than we probably will for the next five
- hearing her laugh for the first time
- how excited we were when she slept through the night the first time...and then when it happened again
- looking at little kids shortly after Mustang and I began dating and wondering if we did get married what our kids would look like, be like...and being blown away the first time I was able to see Buttercup
- how Buttercup's smile has always been big and beautiful
- how this year offered us our first glimpses into her personality
- saying multiple times how Buttercup is her Daddy's daughter...a little social butterfly
- Mustang telling people that she's a Momma's girl
- thinking I would only call her Maddie...and realizing that I actually prefer Madden or Madds
- her first steps (at least the ones that I got to see)
- falling in love with and appreciating her more every day
Much love!
~The Woman With 4 First Names
