Days are hard.. sometimes..trains break down in front of other trains- causing hundreds to be late-tires are flat- neighbors loud and in the midst of it all we manage to learn new things about ourselves and those around us.
On Monday Hazel turned 3 months- it amazes me how far she's come- what she's learning and how blessed I feel to be a part of this. Sunday she rolled over- I missed it! Can you believe a quick jaunt to Trader Joe's, when I return Zach is telling me how she turned over! I'm not going to let it get me down- I'm glad he shared that moment- and I can't wait to share it too. Her little body is growing stronger as is her personality. She's a whole lot of determination in a tiny 11 pounds and there is so much to learn from her.
I can't wait till our move is set and final. I dream of summer mornings- hanging laundry-washing Hazel outside in the sun- sewing outside and late night barbecues when papa gets home. Oh how I've missed the warm weather!