Morgan Kate

I can't count how many times I've said "My heart was so full" or "My heart was overflowing". I say it a lot and while it does have meaning, this past Saturday I felt it like never before. (Okay, I also felt it the day I married the love of my life and the day we became parents.) I literally thought my heart might explode.

My loves.

Saturday was Morgan Kate's first dance recital and I was just giddy. I was never in dance as a child, but I have always longed for my own baby girl to be in dance. I am thrilled that she takes dance, but even more thrilled that she really does love it. Seriously. The girl was born to be in dance. 

Uncle Owens and Aunt Trenholm came for the big event.

I typically have a hard time getting up in the mornings, unless it's Christmas, but this past Saturday I popped up the second my alarm went off. I was so anxious to get MK up and dressed so that we could be on our way. She, too, was easy to wake up and we both had the best time putting on her tights, costume and make-up. She was a doll!

Four generations of women. 

When we first arrived MK kept commenting about the number of people that were there. Up until this point I hadn't even thought about how she might be nervous or how the crowd might intimidate her. I told her there was nothing to worry about and that all those people there were mommies and daddies and grandparents, just like hers, that had come to watch their dancer. She seemed perfectly content with that and never mentioned it again.

She loves her Uncle O.

I left her with Roddey in the room where all parents drop off their dancers. She immediately went to Roddey and had the biggest smile on her face. I am pretty sure I have mentioned it before, like maybe two weeks ago, but Roddey is also MK's dance teacher which may be the number one reason MK loves dance so much. She adores Roddey! Another large reason would be that not only does she get to move and shake it, but she gets to do it with one of her BFFs, Annie Parker. They are THE cutest!

Our tiny dancer.

After dropping her off we found our seats and shortly thereafter the show began. The minute the lights dimmed and the music started I got all teary-eyed. Here we were to watch OUR baby girl. Here we were to cheer on OUR girl. Here we were to watch this little girl who at one time had struggled to do such simple things and now she was performing in front of hundreds of people. I was a mess. A happy mess, but still, a mess. 

Caroline came to see MK!

There were numerous classes performing, so it was a treat to see everyone else perform. But, the REAL treat was seeing our girl. Her class performed two different numbers - one tap and the other ballet. They did the tap piece either fourth or fifth in the show and the ballet piece came later. I was emotional at the start of the show, even before our girl came out, but I totally lost it when her class came out to actually perform. And through all my tears I had the BIGGEST smile on my face. I was just beaming with pride and happiness.  Roddey has really worked with these girls and they did so well. MK and Annie Parker totally hammed it up, which made me smile even more. My cheeks hurt later that day from smiling so much.

"My girls" coming to see my girl.

To say I was proud seems like such a understatement. I can't really put into words all that I was feeling. I just know that it was amazing watching my baby girl on stage and I can't wait to do it again.