My mind is having trouble wrapping itself around the fact that Eliza is really seven months old. I just can't believe it. Where did my teeny little newborn go? When did she grow to be such a big girl?!?! It happened so fast. And yet, in so many ways it feels like she's been with us forever. It's weird, and hard to describe, I guess...
Eliza is a B.U.S.Y. seven-month-old. BUSY! She is such a little mover, she doesn't sit still anymore except when she is asleep. Seriously! She's not even crawling yet - we are sooo in for it when she starts to crawl.
Her beautiful, sweet little personality is coming out and I think this girl is going to be a real sweetie (well, she's already a real sweetie... :). She is a lovey, wonderfully happy girl. She smiles sooo big when she sees me or her daddy, or her grandma or grandpa (or, really, at most people who smile at her!); it is heart-melting. I feel so lucky to have her in my life. I count my blessings every day that she is with us and that she is healthy. It still kind of blows my mind that she is here, that *I* have a daughter.
Eliza, you are my world! Being your mama is what I was made to do; I have never felt more at peace or more sure of my place in this life. I love you!