Butterfly Girl

This is my daughters window. She looks up at these curtains every morning. I've walked into her room many times to find her smiling and cooing at them. I remember the day my mom and I looked for the fabric to use for these curtains and the quilt for her crib. I was immediately drawn to this green and white gingham with butterflies on it. I didn't know that I was having a girl and contemplated whether or not it would be too girlie if I had a boy. I couldn't find anything I liked better so that is what we went with. It seems perfect now. I love her room and wouldn't change a thing. I know there will come a day when she wants to change her room and make it her own. I will gladly help her but I will be sad to see that green paint go.



I often think of my pregnancy. Though getting ready for a baby was stressful, it was also very special. I loved planning her room. The color of the walls, the furniture, the curtains and bedding. I loved stocking up on little face cloths and baby shampoos and lotions. I am always one to mourn times gone by that I can never get back and I am always left wondering if I fully appreciated them. I know I didn't appreciate my first four months when my head was constantly in a bucket. I also know that with our next baby it will be so different. We will be so busy and just won't prepare the same way. I feel a little guilty about it already.

I guess we just have to try to enjoy every stage of our lives as much as we can regardless of what is happening around us. I know that I am terrible at this and hope that I can change. I hate feeling like I have missed out on special moments of my life because I was too worried, depressed or preoccupied to pay attention. My new goal is to work towards living in the moment instead of obsessing over the past (good or bad) or the future. Of course, that doesn't mean I'll stop writing about it.