Kaila Mugford

So...we're starting to reach the age of owies. People used to give me suggestions on how to get Mira to start to move on her own. Tummy time, certain toys to help her strengthen her muscles...and I would just say "She'll do it when she's ready." Of course she did some tummy time, but I didn't force her. And now I know why. Why would I force my baby to be more mobile for the sake of doing it so she can be exactly perfect on the development scale when all that meant for us is the sooner she bumps her head and falls off chairs? No thank you, she has figured all this out on her own with only minimal encouragement on my behalf ;-) Mira headbutted me this morning. And as I put my hand over my mouth and nose to recover and protect myself from another blow, I peeked over my fingers to see how she was doing. That pouty face, oh that face. The lip went down, the eyebrows furrowed, and she gave me this look as to say, " Why mommy did you do that? " She

Hey There! Boy, I have really let this thing go. When I first started this blog, it was nice to get my thoughts out there for others to read. It was healing for me to share about our grief while waiting for Mira, and I definitely look back on a year's worth of posts with a smile. But I realized that I was putting a little bit too much stress on myself to keep updating. I got worried that if I didn't write at least once or twice a week that no one would read anymore. I was forcing myself to come up with new ideas, and sit down even if I didn't have any. Well...that didn't work. So, as of right now, I'm not going to be forcing myself to do anything. I have a 7 month old, and she is quite active. If I don't have time to brush my teeth, I certainly am not going to have time to sit down and write an entire blog post that is entertaining/informational/awe-inspiring ;-) (Just kidding, I totally have time to brush my teeth...most days) I don't have any New Y