I swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

I'm NOT a Super-Mom...and I'm Okay with That.

My daughter was born in February of 2014. My first born. My little girl. My heart. I remember seeing her for the first time and I felt nothing but joy. I didn't cry like I expected to, I laughed and excitedly said "She has my nose!" I held her and just admired, I did a lot of thinking, too. What will she be like? Will she be a spunky little tom boy like her Mommy? Or will she be soft spoken and slow to anger like her Daddy? Will she always have my nose? Gosh...I really hope she keeps my nose.