Hi Molly, This will just be a short one from today. Whenever I get treatments I basically have to go sit in the bedroom for 48 hours. It’s boring, but I do hear you and mama downstairs playing so that’s fun. You’re so vocal these days even though only you seem to have any idea what you’re talking about!
I came down this morning and I’m always sooo happy to be able to pick you up again. Your reaction to me is always really cute, usually a sweet baby sound and you stumble over so I can pick you up and you start pointing at where you want me to take you. Today though you gave me what I think was my first real hug where I knew it was a hug and not just you hanging on or spazzing out.
I’ve been thinking about this and had to edit this post a few days after the fact. It’s amazing to me that one of my happiest moments came after my diagnosis. I think I’m pretty positive, but I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t constantly on my mind. It’s like a little rain cloud follows me around, but you’re a ray of sunshine that always gets through. I hope I can give back a fraction of what you give to me every time I look at you.
This might be my favorite picture of us of all time. It’s only been a couple days since I could hold you, but we look pretty happy to be back!
Had to make it into a gif too, hopefully it uploads nicely. You kept sitting up, pointing at me, and then wrapping those little toddler arms around me to pull me in.
Maybe someday you’ll think kissing you on the forehead is gross or something, but not today!
Bonus picture, you were really into the milk foam on top of my latte. Made sure you only got the milk, it’s not like you need anymore energy than you already have!
Dear Molly 