I love this little baby so, so much.
I love being the only one who can make some things feel better for her.
I love how she snuggles into me when she is sad or tired or shy.
I love watching her break into her giant, toothy grin.
I love how happy she gets from our praise.
I love her determination to reach her goals.
I love hearing rare baby giggles erupt when my husband or I play with her just right.
I love seeing her look like she is about to burst from joy.
I love watching her crawl towards me with a giant smile on her face.
I love how she charms everyone around her.
I love how much she wants Toby to play with her.
I love how curious she is about the world around her.
I love how happy she is any time she’s awake.
I love every beautiful cell of her body. Even when I’m horribly sleep deprived, I love this little baby more than I thought it was possible to love.