Where does the time go?

Today, she is 10 months old. Ten months I couldn't have imagined in my wildest dreams. Some days, I wonder what I did to get so lucky...and then I remember that there was so much more to it--including love, luck, hope, and a good doctor. It was a long hard road, and one I'd walk again in an instant.

Here she is in a moment in time caught on Easter. I still find it hard to believe that she originally weighed 5 lbs., 13 oz. So tiny once, so precious still.

As for what's going on with me, I'm down almost 20 lbs. since cutting sugar and most carbs back out of my eating about 5 weeks ago. Tells you how much my body needed them gone! Only 15 or so more lbs. to go to my primary goal...anything after that will be gravy (mmm, gravy, miss you old friend).

As for the girl--she's growing hair!--though you can't tell in this picture as it's mostly on the top of her head. Alas, still no teeth but that's okay. It's all good in the orifice--turns out she's a heck of a gummer; just ask the hapless fruit and veggie puffs she stuffs into her piehole following each mealtime! Luckily too, she's an adventurous eater. She must get that from her papi...that and her brute strength. Little package, big fighter.