This morning on our walk to get coffee a gentleman stopped me and looked into the stroller to see a wide eyed Tavi staring back at him. After exclaiming that Tavi wasn't very old I told him she was exactly 3 months old today. On the walk home I thought a lot about that, how the days and weeks have flown by and how so much has changed. How grateful and blessed we are to have to have this beautiful girl in our lives.
Around a year ago Jay and I were in a very scary place, facing the reality that having a family might take a long, long time. We were lucky, when so many others aren't and I don't think I'll ever forget that. Every day I look at her chubby little arms, her perfect little toes, her smile and though I often wonder how such a little person can make such huge messes, I'm happy. I don't take any of it for granted.