So usually my daughter, whom is lovingly known around here as Buggy, spends Sundays with her daddy. Well today, since he is on vacation, she is having fun with me. I am so glad she's here. Some days I just need her around, to distract me or to cuddle with. Since she's been teething pretty bad lately i'm glad she's having a good day finally, and spending it with me.
As I watch her play so quietly and contentedly, I cannot help but to wonder who she is going to be. Will all of this effect her in the end? In the beginning I cried for her. How could this have happened to her? This is not the life we planned for our miracle baby. We broke her home like our parents broke ours. This is not right, it is not fair. But now I am starting to realize that maybe this was for the best. We both had some growing up to do, each in our own way. This is helping us grow and become better parents for our little Buggy girl.
I have so many questions with no answers. As I turned 21 yesterday and reflected upon my life, there were so many things that could have turned out badly but didn't. I am hoping this is one of them. Who knows what the future holds, for now it's one foot in front of the other and one day at a time.
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