Well, it's been a great summer. It's winding down I think. August 1st does sort of count as the last real summer month doesn't it? I love summer and I'm gonna hate to see it go. Then again, Gabriella will be 1 year old on November 17th. It's hard to believe so much time has gone by! She's growing like a weed and doing great. She's pretty much crawling. She rolls to where she wants to go for the most part, sometimes pulling herself forward in sort of an army crawl. She's slow at it, but doing great. She's a happy baby too. She is by far my happiest baby with little to no stranger anxiety at this point. I am not sure if that's good or bad. haha I almost got on America's Got Talent this year. I can't really say too much because I signed something...but I got close! I love to sing. It was so hard to sing after I got sick and one day, I just sort of admitted defeat. I knew until I was better, I could not sing anymore. I couldn't breathe for one...and two it hurt. It didn't come out right. I remember the tears in my mother in law's eyes when she heard me sing again. It's just a joy to have it back. I worried it might never be the same since I'll always have scar tissue in my chest. It does make things occasionally feel *tight* in there. I hope it's something that will fade over time. I don't know though. I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but I'm writing a book on all I have went through. I started it, and sort of pushed it to the side. I hate procrastinating! I am planning on getting a lot of it written out this week. It's amazing how fast it just flows. Even in highschool and my college classes my biggest problem was always writing too MUCH, never too little. I have to think about what is important, and what is not. So, before I blab on forever here, I am going to include another recent pic of Gabriella and sign off. She's so big with the chubbiest little thighs you've ever seen. When I lay her in her cradle she likes to stick her legs out on the sides. It's adorable! The basic update for this blog is I am still good. I am in remission since Februrary of this year and Gabriella is also doing great. She's my miracle baby and always will be...even when she's old enough to hate me calling her that! :)
Oh...I suppose another thing to add would be about my hair. I finally gave up. All that hair I was so proud to have not lost during chemo was dead. Fried. It would snap in half. NO matter what I did it just was not healthy at all. I admitted defeat and got it cut off. The stylist said the new growth felt strong. You could see the new growth jutting off the top of my head anyway making me look frizzy. I'll include a pic of my new *short* do. It's so strange for me having short hair! I am not used to it being this short but I know it's for the best...and hey, isn't short in for the summer? haha