I can't believe my baby is 18 months old! Ella Grace turned 18 months old yesterday. Seriously, where does time go? Ella Grace has been such a blessing to me in so many ways. We really weren't expecting her, and we were overjoyed to discover she was on her way. I was only five months pregnant when Derek was deployed to Iraq for 15 months and I was also in the throws of heartache about Evan's autism and how to help him. I know that God gave Ella Grace to me at that time in my life to help me. In the midst of all the chaos of that time, I had something to look forward to, something wonderful, a little life moving inside of me, a constant reminder that I wasn't in control, a constant companion when I was feeling lonely. What a gift HE gave me! That is why her middle name is Grace. She was the perfect gift at the perfect time, and she has given me unspeakable joy. I am so thankful and so blessed!
I love to hear her call my name. I love to watch her play with Evan. Oh, how she loves her brother! I love how she gets so excited when she hears the garage open in the evenings and exclaims, "Daddy," as she walks as fast as she can to the door. I love how she gives unexpected kisses and pats sweetly on me. I love that she is a girly girl. I love that she is the perfect mix of sweet and sassy and can pout on command. I adore that she loves her baby dolls. I love that she says "no" to anything you ask her. I love to hear her try to sing her "ABC's." I could go on and on. I just love my baby girl.
We did go for Ella Grace's first trip to Gymboree play Monday. She had a ball! She loved everything about it, especially the parachute and bubbles at the end. We will definitely be going back!