Several years ago, I had a dream that my baby was crying and the only person who could console her was me. It was a glimpse at a special bond and the sweet promise of motherhood, and I've thought back on it almost daily throughout the last month with our sweet Annie. She's my girl!
I know every one of her sighs, squeaks, and grunts. I'm in love with her long fingers and her tiny feet. And I never knew I could love such perfect little ears and a (toothless) smile so much!
Matt has been smitten with her since the very start. He is making sure to introduce her to nature and music and Winnie the Pooh, and he takes tummy time very seriously.
And he takes good care of me too :)
I know the time will go by fast, and I am so grateful that for now I can just enjoy holding my baby close and watching her sleep. And I'm so glad that even though she won't be a baby long, she's mine forever!