A lot has been going on, I just haven't taken the time to write about it. For instance, JG turned one. ONE! It was a big day for me, mainly because there were days when I told myself, "If I can just make it through this first year..."
Those were the days when JG wouldn't stop crying, I couldn't calm her and I couldn't find any comfort in being a mother. It was sort of a nightmare and I had trouble imagining why I got pregnant in the first place.
It's not like it took practically two years for me to get pregnant with a viable fetus or anything.
But as the year progressed and we gradually figured out her protein intolerances, we got to know JG. When she's not having a reaction she's quite a pleasant and funny person. Lately she's been pointing at my belly button questioningly, and when I tell her what it is she repeats: "elly utton." The b's are very quiet, she almost has it.
Adorable.
She smiles and laughs easily. However, she doesn't hesitate to complain, and she's fond of tantrums... we are working on that.
And slowly her guts are allowing her to eat more diverse things, like scrambled eggs, and maybe even cooked dairy (because I accidentally fed her some and she didn't scream-poop and there was no bloody poop either *joy*).
(why yes that is a black eye)
Now that JG has been here for a year, I can honestly say I am the better for it. I have learned so much. SO. MUCH. I am also really thankful that this first year is over, it was one of the hardest years of my life.
I'm excited to watch her grow, and I hope I can continue to grow with her.