My baby is 1 and I don’t even know where this year went. It makes me sad. There were so many times when she was little that I couldn’t wait until her next nap or bedtime. She was a tough baby in the beginning. Once she got better super storm Sandy hit, and we haven’t been home since. The next few months were really hard. I wish I could get that time back with her.  I feel like I didn’t get to enjoy it like I should have. My husband likes to remind me that things are always changing no matter how much we want them to stay the same. I need to learn to accept that. It’s hard. Why can’t my babies stay babies? Is that too much to ask?

Maytal isn’t walking yet, but she is close. She cries whenever I leave the room. I wish she wouldn’t but I know I’ll probably miss it one day. She has 6 teeth and is dying to talk. Her first word was clap. She also says quack, cat, hi, Abba, ball, balloon, banana, more, and Mama!  She already wants to do everything her sister does and thinks she is hysterical.

I’m trying hard not let everyday life/work get in the way of enjoying my time with my girls now. We spend every morning in bed together cuddling and laughing. We always did, but now I’m more aware of how much we enjoy it.  And I don’t care if Talia is a little late for school because of it 🙂

I love Maytal’s face here