National Daughters Day

It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?

A lot has happened since Mother’s Day and a lot of my mood has had to do with postpartum depression which feels never ending — but I’ll talk about that on my mental health blog some day.

It’s come to my attention that a few days ago was National Daughter’s Day which I didn’t know was a thing.

Tums is officially 6 months today (but her 1/2 year birthday photos aren’t until this weekend) and it’s so crazy how much life can change is just 6 months!

She’s growing more into herself; she loves to laugh and stand and chew on everything from her hands to our hands and shirts to her car seat and she’s constantly trying to chew on my phone! If she can’t chew she’s can be caught licking our arm or wrists.

She said mama last weekend!

She also had her first fall off the bed the other day — as hard as I tried to prevent it.

I guess that means she’s growing up. And I feel like time is flying by!


You’re the joy of our days and you’ve changed our lives. Seeing your excitement and joy over the smallest things reminds me that there’s more to life than me and my OCD. You smile and laugh at me every time you catch me cry and remind me that even though shit can suck it’ll be okay.

I can’t wait for you to talk more and learn to crawl! To introduce you to new places and new foods.

I hope you always know we enjoy your company and we’re so glad you’re here.

Happy National Daughter’s Day.