The cliched joke about babies not coming with instruction manuals is painfully true. It's scary when you're hit with the realization you have to teach a tiny, uncommunicative human every basic of life. Especially when you head to Google for assistance only to be bombarded by every parenting and sleep training philosophy on the planet from which you choose then execute. Yikes. Personally...
From a little ball of squish who couldn't hold up her own head to an independent toddler tottering around the house on her own two legs in just twelve months. Mind. blown. I'm pretty sure I have whiplash from how quickly this year went. They warn you, but they can't really. There aren't adequate words. Scotty at a year is curious. She LOVES...
