If I didn’t have the Pickle to soothe my Mama Heart, I would seriously be in a POND of tears….but as I have had the balm of a newborn in my life of late, I am merely in a puddle.
Lolly dear is 8.
I have been putting together a slideshow of her life to this point and boy what a lucky lady I am. I think I love her all the more fiercely because we had about a 4 year rough patch. Between her personality traits (which mirror mine) and my personal struggles, we had a depleting go at it for quite a while.
But now, she is such a joy.
Gosh I love this girl. (and her outfit)