I realized I've been posting photos and slide shows more then anything. Thought I'd post a little update on Lucy at age 39 months.
I can't believe how fast three year olds change. I mean, I expected rapid growth and development in the infant and toddler stages but once she turned three I really thought things would slow down and I'd be able to breathe during each "stage". Not so ... Lucy is doing things this week that she wouldn't have thought of last week. Her vocabulary and use of language changes every day. Her self-regulation is sloooowwwwlllly growing. Her physical abilities are changing just as fast as when she was an infant. It's unbelievable folks. WHEN DOES IT SLOW DOWN????
Oh Lucy, I love you so much it hurts. You are always in my thoughts ... you are at the core of my greatest joys, my greatest sorrows, my greatest anxieties and my greatest peace. I can't believe how love can grow. I honestly thought when I picked you up that amazing day in October 2005 ... I thought my heart would explode with love or something ... never could imagine it could be even bigger now.
Lucy you scare the bejesus out of me sometimes. There are loads of moments where I feel helpless and incompetant when I parent you. I feel such a huge weight of responsibility it's hard to breathe. There are other times when I look at you and think "shoot, I've done something right here ... this is the coolest most amazing kid ever in the history of the world."
It's been a struggle for me to let you grow and learn and not wrap you in a protective bubble where no one can hurt you. I hate warning you about stranger danger (not that you heed any warnings), I hate always checking you when I feel you are close to physical harm (carefull Lucy, not so close to the edge, slow down ...). I want you to be a little wild and crazy but I want you to live and grow and be safe and healthy ... uggggg the balance almost always escapes me.
Lucy I hope you don't hate me for sharing your child hood with the blog world. I think if I kept it to myself I literally might explode.
I love you you great big independant three year old. I love you a lot. I love you to the moon and back and forever ... and I love hearing you say those things to me too :), even if it's just a ploy to lengthen bedtime ...