Thursday, January 12, 2012

Isabel: ONE YEAR


My one year old. I have a one year old. I'm in disbelief. Taylor Swift's song "Never Grow Up" has been playing in my head all week. I'm not sure I'll even be able to get through this letter with out at least a tear or two.

All day I've been thinking about the day you came in to the world. I was remembering random little details. Like how I was starving but they would only let me eat popsicles. I only wanted banana ones. I was the only mom in Labor and Delivery all day that entire day! The nurses kept commenting on how weird it was that no one else had come in. You were the only baby born at LDS hospital that day. Unless someone came in sometime between 8pm-11:59m that day that I wasn't aware of.

You have changed my life. I look at everything in a new way now. I notice little things more. I love seeing things the way you see them. You humble me every day. Every time I think I'm getting this whole mom thing down you surprise me with something new. I've never been tested in so many ways...big and small. Yet I've never experienced such joy! You make me smile at least 100 times a day.

This month I've been beginning to get glimpses of what toddlerhood will be like. You've been needy and whiny these days. You have discovered the tantrum. If you don't get what you want you throw yourself on the floor and scream. It's actually pretty funny. It looks like we might have a little drama queen on our hands! Good thing I've been trained in ABA!

Your little personality is so silly. You love to fake laugh. And you give big cheesy grins. You still get so quiet around people you aren't familiar with but you are so much quicker to warm up. You love to share. You are always trying to share your binky with me.

It seems like every day you do something new. You can make kissy noises and you can point at what you want. Every time you see a phone or something you think is phone {like a remote} you pick it up and put it to your ear and say "eh!" We assume you mean "hi". Your new favorite toy is the garbage can. You figured out how to open the lid and you think that is pretty great. Mom and dad think that it's pretty gross.

You love feeding yourself. Your favorite food right now is spaghetti with sauce.

I love you so much little girl. I am so lucky I get to be your mom. Thanks for putting up with me and being patient with me as I try to figure out this whole mom thing.


Why yes that is Drano under there... don't worry we have since baby proofed that cupboard.

Cheesy grin
Happy Birthday!


  1. oh my goodness! she is so beautiful. I remember sitting with you *that day in the bathroom, i couldn't help but smile, saying " I'm happy for you because Eli has brought me so much joy and happiness and I want the same for you." well something along those lines. the unknown can be so scary, and i think you'll experience similar feelings when you have another one. but i am happy to see that you experience that joy that i have as a mom. I can't wait to see this whole new attitude! these pictures are so fun! what a cutie pa tootie! Happy Birthday Izzie!