we had infertility issues that we discovered a couple years after we got married and i think that has made me appreciate motherhood even more. after having two miscarriages just 3 months apart when brooke was 3 years old, i decided that the one child i had was fine and enough and wonderful. i'd always imagined that i'd have at least 3 kids, but that didn't seem to be the plan for my life.
so i threw myself, heart and soul, into brooke. she was my miracle. my one and only. the one i think about when i wake in the morning and would throw myself in front of a train to save. my dreams came true when she was born and i've been able to be the mom i was meant to be, for her and her alone.
|the sweetest little one year old face i ever got to kiss.|
|after chicken pox, her face was marked with pink spots, but the smile and chubby cheek dimples still melt my heart.|
|this is one that i can still just stare at, wondering what she was thinking about inside her head.|
belle having a bonding moment under the table.
|she was singing "triangle, triangle, little star," complete with her own hand motions.|
|i got her a kimono to wear for easter one year. it was way past her bedtime, but her tired little eyes were still sparkling.|
|scary T-rex only has 2 fingers per hand.|
|the wonder and awe of bubbles flying around the bathroom.|
|hmm... should i be a paleontologist or a herpetologist?|
|good times around the aquarium.|
|please, mommy, please can't we have another cat? see, this stray really, really loves me!|