She looks nothing like our family. However, I know she is ours and wasn't a hospital baby mix up, because she looks JUST like her Grandma Dahl did at the same age. Gorgeous.
Maddi has been our experiment. I suppose most oldest children are. You get your parenting feet wet on a little bundle of blubber that you have NO clue in the world what you are doing with.
Yeah we messed up.
Yeah we did the best we could.
We never, ever stopped loving her, even when she dropped the "son".
But try as we might, a parent can't always be the person that their child needs.
And that is where we are lucky.
In walk Kyrie. A fellow band geek, of almost the same age exactly. Another beautiful young lady that shares a fair share of the amount of quirks that dear Maddi has.
Kyrie is also an oldest child. A parental experiment as well I suppose.
Thanks to the heavens above these two found each other. Through their love of music and marching band these two found that their souls are shared and they truly get each other. The anxiety. The insecurities. The crushes.
I owe a ton to miss Kyrie. There are times where I just get fed up with trying to soothe and console as my mind doesn't "get" the anxiety that Maddi has been dealt with in this life. That's where Kyrie is the comforter that I try so hard to be but just cant be sometimes.
I love her for that. Kind of like an extension of my own children.
To create this layout I used the June 1st sketch at Sketch N Scrap, (where I happen to be the current featured designer ::blush:: ).
Here's how mine morphed:
I absolutely LOVE creating. I love that I can take my photos (my other passion) and turn them into history.
And now when Maddi has grandchildren, they can see what a babe she was at their age.
And now I should give Mr. Lee a huge thank you for a donation to the DNA mix—in a satisfactory manner.