Rhonda's Ramblings

Molly turned 10 weeks old yesterday!

Someone asked me how old she was on Sunday and I had trouble answering them. She is already plagued with the third child syndrome. With Merritt, I could practically tell you how many days old he was until he was 6 months old and then I could tell you his age by weeks until he was 2. With Mason, I could tell you how many weeks old he was until he was about 18 months old. Poor Molly, I had to think twice to tell how many months old she was. I think this is not only the result of already having 2 kids, but also the loss of brain cells that came with being pregnant the third time (not to mention everything else going on in our lives right now). Really, its not that the second or third children are any less important. The first one just had less to compete with. So I am going to do my best to not let Molly be the vicitim of "there are tons of pictures of my brothers, but none of me - especially by myself."

Here you are Molly on the day you turned 10 weeks old...