It’s been another sleepless week, but I can’t really blame you. This week has been miraculous. A week ago you were rocking on your hands and needs and military crawling, but this week you are crawling. and pulling yourself up to stand! Your inner spirit shined this week. You were determined and committed to crawling and pulling yourself up. You kept at it, over and over again until bam! you were doing it like ain’t no thang. You’ve got the battle
scars scabs to prove it.
You’re learning to move. You’re not shy of this new independence. You’re fiercely seeking it out and making it your own. You have places to go; there’s no doubt about that.
There were so many times this week where I just looked at you and felt so much gratitude. I loved my life and your papa so much before you joined us, but now, now we’re living a dream life. Watching you change and evolve and grow makes me so proud and happy and excited for all the stages to come.
I am so proud of the human being you are, Beatrice. I’ve said this from the beginning, but you’re youness just shines through. You’re happy, tenacious, confident and strong willed.
You’re a force to be reckoned with and for me a symbol of all in the world that is good and pure and filled with hope.
I love you sweet one. Happy crawling.
You are so loved, my Beanshine, always,