We are late. It seems like the new trend here. Everyday that went by that I hadn't gotten even an inch closer to taking Allye's one year pictures, my nerves spiraled into places in my body I didn't know existed. So, better late than never is my new motto. That's how I forgive myself. For now. Anyway, it was with much joy that Nate and I finally took Allye out last weekend to take these much anticipated one year pictures. She was perfect. I can say that. I am her mother.
When I looked through the lens I smiled. I smiled at the way she adores her daddy and he adores her. I smiled just thinking about the times they will share together and the times they have shared together.
Then I began scanning through the pictures of Allye and me. I like to do this. I never allow myself to focus on imperfections in the first run through. I am looking for the bond, connection, and the feel. When I saw these I felt captured. When I see her I see happiness, love, trust, and adoration…all traits I hope to forever see in her eyes when she looks at me. When I see me, I see complete love of a child that captured my heart from her first breath.
When I looked through the lens at her sitting alone I couldn’t believe how the time has passed. I still can’t believe she is mine, except she calls me by name now. I want to hug her up and never let her go, knowing that I must do just that one day. But, until that day comes I will hold her hand, wrap my arms around her, and squeeze her tight day and night.
I am so thankful for this sweet miracle that we have been blessed with. I will never take her for granted and love her all the days of my life.