I'm a Mom

Last weekend we had glorious weather. We decided to take advantage of the warm weather with a trip to Lake Fayetteville. We accomplished a lot! Caroline and I went down the slide together for the first time ever! I then let her go by herself (I still held on to her, but it counts!) I think she was wondering what in the world were we doing!
Thanks to Thomas' mom and dad for getting us this comfy, sporty backpack carrier for Christmas! We were glad we got to try it out. She absolutely loved it. She kept looking back at me and laughing because she was so much higher up than me. She also liked "oooh-ing" at every tree and touching the bark.
Any time Caroline likes, sees, or wants something she says, "oooh!" (rhymes with shoe)

Thomas and Caroline "ooohing"

Dramatic Pose

So you would think that after 11 1/2 months I would realize I am a mom. Of course, I have realized it, but there are just certain moments that it really hits me. Some of them are happy, adorable moments...when she took her first steps, when she reaches out for me, when she picks out books for me to read to her and when I rock her to sleep every night (just for a few examples!) And then there are the not so happy moments. Friday Grammy told me that Caroline started coughing a little. I thought, she'll be fine, she can get over it on her own. At 4:00am that next morning I am sitting in the bathroom holding a feverish, croup-ey, sad baby with the hot shower going full blast. I had immediate flashbacks to my own mom doing the same thing for Becky and I when we were little, and then I had another one of those realizations that I am Caroline's mom. She looks to Thomas and I to 'make it all better.' What an awesome responsibility. I happily accept it. It's amazing how much I love this little girl.

These pictures do not have anything to do with her being sick (I took her to the doctor today and she's starting to feel a little better.) I just thought they were cute. It looks like Elmo ate about as much of the baby biscuit as Caroline!