Butterfly Kisses

Hi again, from my last post, I’m sure you can guess we’ve been pretty busy in our household. We welcomed our daughter on Valentine’s day this year; our forever valentine 🙂 It’s been a whirl wind of life lessons, learning how to be parents and better communicators, but we’re doing great. She’s absolutely beautiful, healthy, and growing like a weed. She was a bigger baby to begin with; she got that from her daddy 😉

Starting a family is not for the faint of heart. It takes a lot of toll on a woman’s body, from carrying the baby and stretching afterwards while caring for them. I’ve been pushed to limits, but none as far as I have been within the past 6 weeks. I won’t ever complain about having a monthly cycle again, I can tell you that!

I remember restarting this blog whenever my dad passed away, now it’s been around 8 years ago. It’s pretty crazy to look at my posts then, and not know my future and what lies ahead for me. I finished schooling, continued a successful career path, started a family, and have learned so much about myself in the process. It wasn’t until I was in the hospital room before the delivery, I started thinking about what kind of grandpa my dad would be like. I know he’d love our baby, but it would have been funny to see. He wasn’t a very touchy-feely person, so snuggling a newborn would have been a sight to see.

The past couple of days, I kept seeing butterflies when I look out the window. I think it’s my father, maybe my stepfather dropping in to say hello to their grand baby. My mom used to always give me butterfly kisses when I was a baby…and maybe there was a reason for those. Maybe that’s why those exist…for our family members to show us love for those who come back to visit. I’ll make sure to give her butterfly kisses for you dad. She’ll get to hear all about you, your stories and all the lessons you taught me. I hope you see her from where you’re sitting, and get to watch her grow with us.