It was so simple...I didn't even buy a cake. Instead, I just stacked leftover cupcakes and stuck a lollipop on top. Clever di ba!
Then, I offered a prayer of thanks for the 100 days filled with happiness, love, tears, fears. You name it, I felt it.
As I was thanking God, my baby decided to poop. I was holding her and I felt her poop come out. She pooped so much, some of it spilled on my hands.
You know, I learned that I should celebrate her every chance I get.
I usually worry about the future so much and with motherhood, this mindset got even worse. But my baby encourages me to take a chill pill and just enjoy the present. When I worry, she smiles or do crazy stuff like crapping on my hands.
She's so funny. She makes me feel better.