Tonight, I look at the video monitor and smile at the wonder my sweet baby girl is, all tucked in her blankets with her "night-night" and big girl pillow. I seem to be wearing my heart out on my shoulder as I try to tackle life and disciple her heart towards Christ. There is the overwhelming joy that makes me want to squeeze her so tight and never let go. There is the impatience as she struggles to obey. There is the awe of her development and wondering how she got so smart. And there is prayer....lots and lots of prayer! Desperate pleas for God to keep her safe, to keep her from the ugly horror this world has to offer. Begging God to soften her heart towards His love and draw her close. Pray without ceasing has taken on a new meaning for me. And yet, I still feel like I have not cover her in prayer enough. Thank goodness God loves Mia more than I do (although that is practically hard to imagine) and has wrapped her in His grace.
Now to drastically change topics...I want to remember what life was like, what Mia was like at 20 months old. So here are a few must remembers:
Mia loves to dance before bedtime - requiring it to be a family event.
We giggle and rub noses together.
It took over a month of thinking we were done nursing (see previous post), to one last time, haha!
She loves to jump.
To say she loves to play outside is an understatement!!
I wish I could record the way she says "zebra" more like "zeba".
She constantly asks to watch videos of her cousins Aaro and Adalie.
She likes me to sing (more like hum) to her after I lay her down.
And I have to kiss both hands before saying good-night (which she reaches up to me).
She laughs so hard when I tickle her belly.
She loves to play with babies doll and trucks/tractors equally.
She waives "hi" and "bye" to the cars and school buses we drive by.
She has a habit of washing her hands while I brush her teeth.
She licks the bubbles in her bath; really she licks a lot of things.
Her favorite friend right now is Ryan (but she has not forgotten sweet Levi)!
We let her dip her chicken in Chick-fil-A sauce just so she will eat it.
She repeats every word in her own version that we mostly understand.
She has started saying 2 and 3 word sentences.
She has to sit and lean against the wall to poop - every time.
When she has trouble pooping, she says "it's stuck".
She likes to help in the kitchen, water the plants, and sweep the floor.
She can catch the kitty if she is really fast.
And thinks it's funny when Sam bites her hand.
She tries to tell Sam to be "nice".
We get sweet cuddle time in our bed every morning.
And I think I could go on all night. She is so funny and HAPPY probably 98% of the time. I love you sweet Mia and cherish every minute I get to spend with you.
