Waking up early in the morning to my 19 month old baby girl climbing all over me saying “Thank you Mom” with a jello cup in her hand. And she’s now blowing my face from about two inches away. This is the story of my life, lol.

As much as I HATE mornings, and as sleep deprived as I may feel, I love this life. I love being woken up by a beautiful, sweet little Princess everyday. It is like watching myself from a time machine because I see so much of myself in her. Not just how she looks, but her personality is a mini me.

My daughter is my motivation, she is the only reason that I still have ANY fight left in me to do this thing called life. I look back to before having her and think how crazy I was for ever saying I didn’t want kids. Motherhood is a complete joy. As I begin to go deeper into my life story in posts to come, you will soon learn how, even though she came at a young age with many complications, it was exactly when I needed her and she is the only  reason that I’m still alive.

To my world, KMC, Mommy loves you as you already know so well. And I will go to the ends of the earth for you. Good morning all.πŸ’–