I’ve had a lot on my mind lately, a lot. When we were praying diligently for the Lord to grant us the gift of a baby, I knew He heard us and I knew He would give us what was best for our family.
I didn’t know the Lord had 3 babies and that He would give them to us over the span of 32 months. That’s right, in 32 months my husband and I welcomed our three beautiful girls into the world.
This week our baby girl will turn 5 months. My sweet little Belle is growing up faster than I can believe, and I’m struggling to cope.
There, I said it.
At four months my pediatrician gave the green light to start solids. I must have made a face, because he quickly said “if you want”.
If I want?
Although she is ready, I was not. I was not ready to start the journey of independence with my last baby, yet.
But, it’s time.
It’s time to pull out the food processor and embrace the baby food stage.
It’s time to soak in her sweet yummy infant smell and embrace the new smells that come with starting food.