The Blink Of An Eye

That's what it feels like, but, in reality, it's been three years. Three years since our fiesty little Georgia came quietly into our world.


We didn't even have a girl's name. That's how sure we were that we were having a boy--our Benjamin. Bob actually fell back a bit in shock when they said it was a girl. Secretly, I wanted a girl so bad that I don't think I let myself even think that it was a possibility....just in case, it never was. Not that I don't love my boy...I do, but Pughs were not known for having girls. That, of course, has changed and now there are lots a little younger than her, but they were rare until recently. And, I sooooo wanted a little girl. I wanted to go into the baby gap and buy up the pink dresses and patent shoes. I really, really did...but I was afraid that it would never happen, so I made my peace with my boy life. I even had three boy names picked out--Jack, Benjamin, and Sam.

And, then...Georgia came to be--weighing almost 10lbs at birth which is hard to believe now. She is a girl with a mind of her own. Strong-willed, determined, funny, and sometimes, sweet. She hardly rolled over as a baby. I was even concerned about it. She would just sit there. She never even tried to crawl much. And, then, one day just shy of 9 months she stood up and walked. Not well, but she was determined to at least give it a try. She has been somewhat difficult--shy until recently and, therefore, somewhat needy of her parents time. She is still slow to warm up, but likes to be around other kids...even if she doesn't always play with them. So completely different from our independent, easy going Jack that it was a bit of a shock to our system. It turns out that they compliment each other quite well, though. As now, Jack will play her 'girl' games. She even allotted a doll as his. And, she adores him enough to sometimes play along with his wild imaginary whims. It all makes me sooo incredibly happy, but goes by in such a flash that it is hard to take it all in. Everyone tells you it goes by quickly...and it really does. Such a lesson in living in the moment and loving every second of it--even when they make you want to scream!

Here's Georgia just after she was born and then meeting Jack. This is BC--before camera obsession, so excuse the low quality point and shoot images. I still love them...

And, then this is Georgia at her first birthday...

And, with Grandma...look at her pudgy baby face...oh how I miss it.

And, last year--her two year old shoot.

In her pink room, with her pink tutu, drinking her imaginary tea...

And, despite my having bought the most gorgeous pink and brown pettiskirt, I have yet to convince her to wear it for me...so, hopefully later this week we manage some '3' year old pictures...until then--this one is from our family session in November. It is the most common kind of look she gives me when I try to photograph her...

So, keep watching and perhaps she'll put on her new pettiskirt and actually smile for me...Happy Birthday my beauty-full girl. I love you to the moon!