This is Lydia one year ago today. Looking at this picture, I can feel what it was like that day. I can remember what it felt like to hold her when she was that small, I can feel her shirt and her hair and how it felt to lay on that blanket with her, I can feel our whole house and that time of my life. I tried to take a picture of Lydia every day of her first year. Pulling out those pics opens up the past in a peculiar way. I can’t describe it.
It’s so weird how time is…it seems unbelievable that she could have EVER just laid on a blanket for hours at a time. But at the same time, wasn’t it just last week that she wore that outfit and I sat on the floor taking pictures of her? This is the bittersweet part of being a parent. I’m so amazingly excited with each new milestone in her life. But I’m sad I’ll never hold two month old Lydia again.
So, here’s my happy girl today. She is laying on the floor because she likes to tip her tent over and roll out of it. Seriously, did she ever just lay on the floor?
(oh yeah, my buddy Kate gave me this idea!)