Saturday, February 6, 2010

Why Didn't Anyone Tell Me?

I ran across this picture today.  I melted into a little puddle.
It made me think of this.  Do you see my necklace by her hand?  She would hold it in her hand to fall asleep. 
Then my mind turned to this.  One of my absolute favorite pictures of her to date.  She's so content.
All of that led me right back to this.  The first time we ever loved anyone more than each other.
(Don't let the screwed up date at the bottom mess up my moment, people.)
She's 14 months old, guys.  She's fiesty.  She tells me "oh, no."  She's definitely a Perkins girl. She loves to reads her "boo" (that's pronouced books minus the ks).  And dances.  Does she ever.  To Sesame Street, the Black Eyed Peas, and reggae music.  Especially reggae music.

So, why didn't anyone tell me that I'd be a mess everytime I thought about her being teeny tiny?
Why didn't anyone tell me I'd melt in a puddle every time I see her baby pictures?
Why didn't anyone warn me I'd be a wreck with each new milestone meaning you can't go back to the one before?

Because I am.  And I do.  And if you wanna see a wreck, you're sure to find one here.
It's the most oxymoronic feeling I've ever had in my life. 
I love her and think its so cool to watch her grow and become independent.  And I want to find a medicine to stunt her growth and make her a baby forever. 


  1. I had a moment tonight when my SIL sent me a video of G when was 11m old. I cried. T laughed. Mostly, I cried. Because my 'baby' is 4yrs old and sick and miserable.

    She is gorgeous! You never fully understand how fast it goes until it's gone.

  2. Amanda, I love reading your blog! Most blogs I just skim through and look at the pics...but yours is really attention getting and funny! And how is it that you look so awesome after just giving birth??!!! There are no on purpose pictures of me in the hospital...that's for sure!!
    I know how you feel in this post. I look back at pictures from just a few months ago and have such a bittersweet feeling. Back then I just wanted him to grow up....but now I want to freeze time!!

  3. Lynae- are you kidding about me looking good after having a baby? I remember asking TJ if I looked okay and he was like "Yeah, hon. You look great." When I saw a mirror, I had a speckled rash all over my face and was a hot mess. I just walked out, said "Liar" and gave him the staredown.
    Thanks for the compliment about the blog. I like it. I'm hoping it will be a good thing... if TJ doesn't catch me posting too many pictures on it. (He HATES the internet.)

  4. Trust me...if you saw a picture of me in the hospital you would realize just how good you looked. Any picture that may have been shot of me will never make it to a blog, facebook or any other public is that bad!
    You can always trust your husband to tell the truth! Wiley is always taking pictures of me while I"m still in my pajamas with no make up. He says, "oh you look fine!" I think he's learning...but our kids will look back someday and be like "Did mom ever get dressed?"


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