Kohen and I have been in Colorado for about two months. We are now heading back to Texas. I miss my home and my friends so much. Colorado just doesn't feel like home to me anymore. I'm not sure if it's because Jake wasn't here or what. I am so ready to go back and get back to our "normal". In the last two months I can't believe how much my little boy has changed and grown. Everyday he seams to be more of a boy than a baby. He talks all the time these days also. He loves his Aunti Vicki and yells "icki" all the time. He will also say dona (grandma) papa, titi (aunt tiff) danyel (danielle, vicki's best friend) no dont, what'd you do?, who, up, down, bagel, more, eat, ear, car, tee (three) and I'm sure I am forgetting some. I am loving this age most of the time. I am not loving the entering the terrible two's. He thinks he's a big boy and can do everything by himself. ahh, the joys
It’s been a really rough, exhausting month. I haven’t broke down yet but I can feel it coming. The unknown, the wondering why. It’s hard. It plays with your mind. It’s exactly what satan is trying to do. Trying to drive a wedge in my faith. My faith, my God is so much bigger and stronger. I know he has Kaiya in his hands. He’s taking care of her no matter what lies ahead. 🙌🏻
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