Since Gabby was about 4 or 5 weeks old she has been in love with the monkeys on her carousels. She has an elephant, giraffe and monkey to look at on her swing, bouncer, and play pin. She LOVES the monkey. Her love affair started by simply staring at the monkey no matter where the monkey was placed, then she began smiling at the monkey, and finally she started laughing at the monkey. She started all of these things much earlier with the monkey than she did with actual human beings. I don't know why but she loves her monkey! Now she has long conversations with the monkey; cooing and laughing at him without letting Mommy or Daddy in on her secrets. It's the greatest sound hearing her laugh at the monkey.
Everyone knows that being a parent is full of sacrifices and some are more difficult than others. So far being a Mom I have "sacrificed" my skin thanks to stretch marks, my youthfulness, thanks to the worries that cause the new wrinkles I notice weekly, my pretty legs thanks to the varicose veins I received during pregnancy that never went away, the comfort of sitting thanks to the back pain I have had ever since pregnancy, a good night’s sleep, and the list goes on... However, none of these things truly feel like a sacrifice (although I do miss sleep and my non-damaged body) they are just part of being a mommy and I wouldn't trade parenthood for anything! Today, however, a very difficult sacrifice was made, although I know it was the only choice. Ranger, the dog Michael and I had for 7 ½ years, was given to a new home today. He bit Gabby on her head when she was about 9 months old and then about a week ago he nipped at her and unfortunately that was the last straw. M
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