Nine months in, Nine months out {Baby Love}

It seems impossible that our baby is 9 months old. 


Time is a funny thing.  The passing of time, the counting of time, the comparison of time.


I have never counted down time like I did during the nine months while I was pregnant.  At any given moment I could tell you to the day (sometimes hour) how long we had until her due date.  Every morning I took my red sharpie and crossed off another day on my calendar.


Now here we are, nine months in and nine months out.  


Nine months that blew past us before we could even catch our breath.


Zac and I no longer have the deer in the headlights look.  We are more at ease.  More comfortable and relaxed in our role as parents.  


We've made it through sleepless nights.
Through ear infections.
Through lots and lots of teeth.


We can't even remember what life was like before her.  She is such a part of us.

With her many animated faces,

her patty cakes and Da Da's,

and her squeals, "OOOOOH's", and giggles. 

We love watching her explore, dance, and splash in the bath.

 Those blue eyes melt us every time.

She is the love of our lives.  She is our heart. 

We love you sweet Bella.

Here's to slowing down the next 3 months :) - A