As you can all imagine, my little girl is pretty special to me. You’ve seen her on my website, my page and my instagram, but do you REALLY know how much her and my son mean to me? I don’t really think as a parent it’s easily described. The closest we get to sharing with someone how we feel about our kids is once they have their own kids and that AH-HAH moment happens.
I’m not very good with words, honestly, but I will try my best to describe how important my little girl and boy are to me.
Most of you may not know it but when my husband and I got married and decided to have kids, it didn’t happen when we first started trying. If you REALLY know us, you know we are impatient, REALLY, REALLY impatient. You may think this can’t be. I’ve heard over and over again, “wow, you’re so patient with kids.” And I am, but for everything else and my own kids, not so much. Anyway, back to story…
When we least expected it, there he was. He was this tiny little peanut inside of me, growing, kicking and making me feel AWFUL but I knew it was worth it, HE was worth it.
When I first heard his cry and saw his amazingly cute bald head, his nonexistent eye brows and his incredibly long lashes, my heart was filled with so much joy, I thought I might erupt. I could stare at him sleep for hours, I never got tired of his smell and stroking his soft skin was my favorite thing to do, still is 😉 I never knew a love or joy like this, or I thought I could never experience this type of love again. Boy, was I wrong!
I realized through those first 12 months how insanely quick that year goes. Their newborn, cat-like cry changes, their scent changes and they become so squirmy it becomes impossible to cradle them as much as we yearn to just like the day we took them home from the hospital.
One year after having my little guy, I visited my OBGYN (this isn’t going to get graphic or anything, so don’t worry). Basically, he did his thing and told me I couldn’t have another kid at the time and if I did, I had to come back to him for some treatments… WHAT! I wasn’t ready to have another baby yet but we freaked when he told us this. I was scared. In a way, I felt selfish. Why would I want another baby when I had such a perfectly healthy and beautiful son at home? I knew one day I’d love to give him a sibling but if we couldn’t would it be such a problem?
Well, a few months later SURPRISE! We didn’t think it could be, but oh, it was. We found out we were pregnant just a few days before Christmas 2011. We shared the news with our family and friends on Christmas day and they were as excited and shocked as we were.
For any mothers who are expecting or have had their second child, you know it’s different. You’re so busy with your toddler, you forget to even eat. You don’t savor the moments as much as you should because there is so much going on during the day that when you do get to, you just knock out and the next day begins.
My hubby and I tried the best we could to take it in, we were having a little girl! I was soooo excited. My very own best friend, my shopping partner and my little model of course. But, we were still concerned at how this would make our son react. Would he feel left out? Would he resent her? We weren’t sure but we tried to do the best we knew how to.
The day she was born was the best day of life. ::GASP:: “How can you say that, Cary? What about your son’s birth?” Of course they both were the best DAYS of my life, but see the day Kailey was born, we were complete. The missing puzzle piece that we didn’t even know we needed was here. Seeing her rosy cheeks, dark brown hair and very large, but so adorable hands, made that day absolute PERFECTION. I took in her scent, I snuggled with her and a cradled her, just like I did with my son. However, none of these moments were as special as seeing my son and daughter meet for the first time. I’ve never, ever felt such a sense of pride and joy to see her big brother adore her, protect her and unconditionally love her since he laid eyes on her.
As I think back at all that I have written in this very lenghtly post, I can’t believe it was over a year ago. I knew this would happen, I knew it would fly by and that’s exactly why I picked the theme to her birthday party. I chose a vintage hot air balloon theme. A year flew by, yet there will still be so many adventures to share with our little family.
I know she won’t remember this day but I hope one day she will see this pictures and know how special she is to us and her brother <3
Oh and how can I forget. Two INCREDIBLE vendors helped me out that day. Moni’s Marvels did the candy station and cookie station setup, the chocolate fountain table and the linens. And, the bakes goods are from these two sweet girls. Their company is called The Sweet Stuff and their stuff is DELISH. They did the cake, cupcakes, cake pops, sugar cookies and chocolate chip cookies. Thank you so much ladies for all of your help and great service!
Right after these photos, I literally put down the camera and enjoyed the party. At one point, I realized, maybe a couple of pictures of my daughter might be nice lol. I asked by super sweet cousin to crab my other camera, put it on auto and take some shots. And she did and I’m so thankful. In case you’re wondering why the following pictures don’t look the same, that’s why 😉