Well let me start off saying that I never imagined that I would have a child. I was never a "baby" person. Meaning I didn't spend time imaging how my child would be, what gender I wanted, think of baby names etc...
Honestly I never thought I would have a baby.
Well at 33 years old I had my first child. I am not sure if she will be our only one but she's the first. An adorable little devil in angel's clothes haha.
I never thought I would ever get this frustrated in my life, nor have this amount of love in my heart. I would do anything for my baby and so would her daddy.
She's 10 months old now and so she is starting to get mobile and shes experienced freedom from her play pen. So now when we put her in it for more than 5 minutes she starts getting upset and ends up crying. We got her a walker, she is trying to figure out how to move. She moves on accident when she's bouncing around in it.
