How you manage to flip yourself 90 or even 180 degrees around in your crib...
The way you rest your head on my left shoulder when you're tired...
How long and lean you are, just like your daddy b/c Lord knows it doesn't come from me.
Your strawberry blond hair that is slooooowly coming in...
that it's strawberry blond!
How strong-willed you can be...
How much you still love to be held, but must be facing out so you can watch and observe...
Lingering a bit longer before I put you back in your crib in the middle of the night so I can soak up the feeling of you in my arms...
You in my arms...
How eager you are to eat when it's been two to three hours...
The way you play with your toes and talk to yourself...sometimes very loudly...
How little you still seem, but not when compared to 4 months ago...
Your big, big eyes, which seem to be turning either green or brown. Dad thinks green...
Your half smile when you're tired, but still happy...
The feeling of your arm wrapped around my side when you're nursing...
and the other hand holding tight to my shirt.
How perfectly round your head is...
Your big feet...
Your smiles in the morning when I leave you sitting on Kathy's lap...
Your wet drooly kisses...
The way your face lights up when I start your ISU fight song mobile...
How adorable you look in headbands...
Squishing your thighs...
Squishing your thighs...
Picking out your clothes every morning. So many itty bitty options...
How you rub your eyes with your fist when you are tired...
How I can finally tell a difference in your cries and know what they mean...
The handful of nights you've put yourself to sleep...
Your absolutely filled to the brim morning diaper...
How cuddly you are in your fleece sleepers...
Arguing with your daddy over who gets to hold you when we both get home from work...
The way you stuff Sophie the giraffe's face and legs and neck in your mouth...
How good you were when we were cleaning Uncle G and Aunt N's new house...
Still holding you for naps...
How regular your BMs are. Yay for no constipation!
How regular your BMs are. Yay for no constipation!
The way the other daycare kids adore you...
and the way they say "Gwendolyn's dad is here!" when daddy picks you up.
Calling you by your full name...
Seeing you with your cousins...
How you're rolling from your back to your belly now...and I have yet to actually see it happen...
The way you take your "blankie" to your face when you're tired...
How wiggly you are during diaper changes...
The way you're finally enjoying your swing and kick n play...
How serious you can look and be sometimes...
The way you sleep with your legs pulled up and turned out with heels touching...
The way you're finally enjoying your swing and kick n play...
How serious you can look and be sometimes...
The way you sleep with your legs pulled up and turned out with heels touching...
How much you love watching and observing people and things around you...
How you try to hold the bottle yourself...
Your miniature human features - heels, shoulder blades, knees, elbows. I could eat all of them!
When you rock your head back and forth when I first put you in your crib...
Your huge smile when we sing to you...
Your sweet temperament.
How you try to hold the bottle yourself...
Your miniature human features - heels, shoulder blades, knees, elbows. I could eat all of them!
When you rock your head back and forth when I first put you in your crib...
Your huge smile when we sing to you...
Your sweet temperament.
How we still don't know who you look like...
Your super soft skin...
The way you stare at us like we're crazy during bath time...
Your super soft skin...
The way you stare at us like we're crazy during bath time...
Your big eyes and raised eyebrows when you're surprised...
Your long, thin neck...
How fingers are in your mouth. All the time.
The red dot on the left side of your nose indicating how unique you are...
How tightly you hold our hands to your chest when we put your paci back in your mouth and are shhh'ing you to sleep...
Experiencing new things with you...like your first Independence Day, the beach and your first dip in a pool.
Speaking of the pool...can we talk about your pink swimsuit?
How you're getting almost big enough to sit on my hip...
Your long legs that only have a few rolls on them...
Pressing our cheeks together...
When you suck on my neck or my arm...
How easy you are to burp and how you rarely spit up...
Kissing the bridge of your nose...
Kissing the top of your head...
Kissing your squishy cheeks...
That you are growing big and strong...
How we both like to stretch a lot...
Going on walks together...
Looking behind me in the car and seeing a car seat with a happy girl in it...
Saying "daughter"...
Looking back over pictures from the last four months and seeing how much you have changed...
Play time at Mommy & Me class...
How you love to sit and pull yourself up...
How long your eyelashes are getting...
The way you're really filling out size 2 diapers...
How sometimes you suck on your fingers so ferociously that you gag yourself...
Your fake coughs...
How you're finally on a bit of a predictable schedule (thanks in large part to Miss Kathy)...
Racing home to see you after work...
How delicious you smell after your baths...
Watching you learn new things every day.
I obviously could go on and on. Not much passes me by, as you can tell. I have had so many people tell me that I'll forget this or that and I don't want that to happen. So I'll do whatever it takes to remember the way her eyelashes feel when they brush against my skin while she's nursing, or the way she smiles even when she's tired, or the emotions that creep up when I watch Tom do tummy time with her. These seemingly small moments are so much bigger than I ever would have imagined they'd be. It's amazing how being a mom makes you look at the world differently. I'm so thankful to be changed.
Gwendolyn,
You are FOUR months old girl! Wow! It just keeps getting better and better. It's almost as though the swing, diapers, toys, play mat, Bumbo, adorable clothes, bottle supplies and hair bows have been present in this house forever (I barely even notice all "the stuff" until someone comments on them.) Yet you only made your grand entrance four short months ago. And I am so, so happy you did.
There is no one else like you, Gwendolyn. You are so sweet and happy and full of life, and I know you were made just for us by a gracious and loving God. No matter how tired I am, He gives me the strength and joy that I need. And through you, I now have a better understanding of the love He feels for us. I couldn't fathom how much we'd love you - it's more than I ever thought possible and it amazes me to this day. My heart is so full.
You are one special girl, and I think it goes without saying that I adore being your mama. Thank you for filling this house with so many "I Love" moments that will never, ever be forgotten. I promise.
I'm crazy about you!
Love,
Mommy
Your long, thin neck...
How fingers are in your mouth. All the time.
The red dot on the left side of your nose indicating how unique you are...
How tightly you hold our hands to your chest when we put your paci back in your mouth and are shhh'ing you to sleep...
Experiencing new things with you...like your first Independence Day, the beach and your first dip in a pool.
Speaking of the pool...can we talk about your pink swimsuit?
How you're getting almost big enough to sit on my hip...
Your long legs that only have a few rolls on them...
Pressing our cheeks together...
When you suck on my neck or my arm...
How easy you are to burp and how you rarely spit up...
Kissing the bridge of your nose...
Kissing the top of your head...
Kissing your squishy cheeks...
That you are growing big and strong...
How we both like to stretch a lot...
Going on walks together...
Looking behind me in the car and seeing a car seat with a happy girl in it...
Saying "daughter"...
Looking back over pictures from the last four months and seeing how much you have changed...
Play time at Mommy & Me class...
How you love to sit and pull yourself up...
How long your eyelashes are getting...
The way you're really filling out size 2 diapers...
How sometimes you suck on your fingers so ferociously that you gag yourself...
Your fake coughs...
How you're finally on a bit of a predictable schedule (thanks in large part to Miss Kathy)...
Racing home to see you after work...
How delicious you smell after your baths...
Watching you learn new things every day.
I obviously could go on and on. Not much passes me by, as you can tell. I have had so many people tell me that I'll forget this or that and I don't want that to happen. So I'll do whatever it takes to remember the way her eyelashes feel when they brush against my skin while she's nursing, or the way she smiles even when she's tired, or the emotions that creep up when I watch Tom do tummy time with her. These seemingly small moments are so much bigger than I ever would have imagined they'd be. It's amazing how being a mom makes you look at the world differently. I'm so thankful to be changed.
Gwendolyn,
You are FOUR months old girl! Wow! It just keeps getting better and better. It's almost as though the swing, diapers, toys, play mat, Bumbo, adorable clothes, bottle supplies and hair bows have been present in this house forever (I barely even notice all "the stuff" until someone comments on them.) Yet you only made your grand entrance four short months ago. And I am so, so happy you did.
There is no one else like you, Gwendolyn. You are so sweet and happy and full of life, and I know you were made just for us by a gracious and loving God. No matter how tired I am, He gives me the strength and joy that I need. And through you, I now have a better understanding of the love He feels for us. I couldn't fathom how much we'd love you - it's more than I ever thought possible and it amazes me to this day. My heart is so full.
You are one special girl, and I think it goes without saying that I adore being your mama. Thank you for filling this house with so many "I Love" moments that will never, ever be forgotten. I promise.
I'm crazy about you!
Love,
Mommy
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