05/52, 06/52, 07/52, 08/52

12 hours in the car really is exhausting for a five month old. 

A motel in the middle of Nevada. The same motel I stayed in during road trips as a teenager.

Your great grandmother, and the reason for your middle name. 

Kasen tolerated a lot of poking and prodding from your curious little hands.

"A portrait of my daughter once a week, every week in 2014."

Miss Anabel, weeks 5, 6, 7, and 8 in 2014 were some of the greatest weeks to experience right alongside you. We said goodbye to your first and only home in California. We road tripped across the flatness of Nevada and into the salty flats and mountains of Utah. You got to spend time in the arms of people who love you more than you could possibly fathom, and you got to poke the nose of your cousin, Kasen. I am positive my heart grew five times its size to see the adoration in your eyes when you'd look at my little brother or my sweet cousin, Jaynee Lee. I am missing a lot of details, but so much happened during these weeks. They were monumental, really. I will carry them with me for the rest of my life. And I know you will, too.