2 Months

Gwen,

You are two months old! I think back over the last 62 days and my mind is already filled with so many memories of our short time together. I can only imagine what the next 62 years - Lord willing - will bring. Your dad and I constantly talk about you and your precious baby ways. You seem to have something new about you that captivates us almost every day. Whether it's a new sound you make or a new roll in your legs, we are delighted by it. We are delighted by you. In fact, recently I was looking at pictures of you (there are only a few *smile) and you literally took my breath away. I still am amazed that you're ours. I have such a hard time believing that you started as nothing and were formed so perfectly in my womb - the work of only a mighty and loving God. Your dad thinks it's funny when I over analyze it, but it honestly gets me every time. I wasn't pregnant and then I was and you grew and developed a little every day for nine months and then I gave birth to you and now you're two months old and smiling at me like you think I'm the funniest thing in the world. You're my daughter and I'm your mom. I'm still in awe of the entire thing! Someone pinch me. 

You are such a happy baby. You love to look at the world. You love to be held and snuggle close. You love to be comforted. You love to sleep close to me. You love to be alone on the floor and stretch out. You love to nurse. You love looking at lights and the fan. You love your paci when you're tired. You love bath time. You love the vacuum. You love your blankie. You love to smile. You even enjoy having your diaper changed. Most of the time *smile. You've never been a super fussy baby, but of course we've had our days and evenings. Weeks three to seven were probably the hardest, but now you're so much more content. Even getting you to sleep at night has become almost crying free. (We thank you for that, sweet girl.) There are just a handful of reasons why you are sometimes sad, and you seem to know that mommy or daddy will always save the day.

When we first brought you home, I wanted to freeze time, but now I'm eager to see what else you have up your sleeve. I have finally come to grips with the fact that you will grow up, get big and not wear 0-3 month clothes the rest of your life. And that is wonderful. I can't wait to see you in every stage. I know you'll steal my heart even more with each one.

You've enriched our lives in so many ways. I pray that God would you use you in crazy awesome ways, and that His will would be done in your life. I also pray that He would give us the discernment and wisdom to raise you well. When I start worrying or being fearful, I try to immediately lay those thoughts and feelings at His feet. You are my greatest care in the world right now, and His word says to cast all of our cares upon Him. So I do. 

The last two months have been a whirlwind of entertaining visitors, figuring out your likes and dislikes, adjusting to new sleep patterns, your first long car ride to Nebraska, meeting new cousins, braving grocery trips and errands for the first time, going on walks, Mommy and Me classes, blog updates and pictures capturing your every move (or so it seems), and lots and lots of kisses, laughter, prayer, tears of joy and adoration. You have such a sweet, sweet spirit, and we thank God for you.

I fall more in love with you every day!

Love always,

Mommy