Every time I start to get frustrated, every time I’m feeling impatient, every time I let myself get carried away and think too far in the future, I look back on how far we’ve come. I read early posts from this blog, and look back through the many photos that were taken in those overwhelmingly frightening early days. It’s easy to only see the fat Princess Chub we’ve come to love, and put out of our minds just how small and fragile and fetal she was not so long ago.
I like the chub version better.
On the left, Nyana the day after she was born. On the right, days away from three months old.
“What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl”
They sure grow up fast, huh?
Happy (almost) “birth” day!