On Mwedian

It's time I do a little blog post on this girl. Being the middle child, she doesn't often get talked about on this blog. After all she isn't being homeschooled so I don't blog about her like I do her big sister, and she isn't approaching major milestones like her little sister.

Thus she gets lost in the middle.

Not so much at home though.

Mwedian as she calls herself and only likes to be called that, is a sweetheart. She loves to give kisses and hugs. Sometimes randomly during the day she will seek me out, kiss me and walk away. It melts my heart.

She likes her low, gravelly, voice to be known. If she doesn't feel as if she is being heard, she will yell, "Mama, mama, MAMA!!!", until I finally answer in which she will just say something like, "Wuv you mama.".

We still have to watch her closely or else she does make messes. I'm also noticing that she is finding a partner in crime with Xiomara. Thank goodness big sister Zoelle is around to help me watch them both!

She still loves to nurse and honestly, sometimes I still am surprised. I once said I didn't think we would make it much past a year nursing with her. Instead, she wakes up around 5 or 6 every morning and comes to snuggle and nurse with me. Sometimes, we fall back asleep together. Other times she will tell daddy to bring her back to her bedroom.

Anywhere we go, people always stop her to comment on her gorgeous hair. She smiles and, secretly inside, I'm grateful that one more person positively commented on her curls.

I look at her and realize how close we are to three now. My heart grows a little sad wondering how it could have gone this fast. I want time to stop right now. I feel like I just want to remember forever the feel of her little arms around me. I want to never forget how she smooshes her little body right up against mine while we sleep.

My heart skips a beat realizing that my love cannot be contained in a short little blog post on my precious Mwedian.