I forgot to mention yesterday that my little baby girl is 1 and a half years old. Shes growing and getting so old very quickly. My little baby isnt a baby anymore. 
Well shes still my baby, but you know I mean. She’s a little toddler now, who loves to get herself into things and get introuble and then turn around and do something really cute.
Its seems just like yesterday that she was born. She was so tiny. (3lbs 7.4oz, 16 inches long). I was scared to hold her, thinking that I might do something wrong and hurt her by accident. That scardness went away when she was about a month old, when I was left home alone with her while Chris worked.
Now thinking about it, a baby is so much easier to take care of than a toddler. I use to say “I cant wait til shes 1 and starts walking.” Just the other day I was thinking “I wish she was six months old again.”
Mikayla is asleep in her crib, has been since about 10:30pm last night. Im getting her on a better scheldule, before she had no scheldule. I gotta do it though. She takes her bath and 9:30pm and heads to bed right after she gets out.
Well Im off to do some things, til she gets up.
