I love you.
You are such a good sleeper. I love that about you. You sleep all night. We’re talking 8:30 to 8:30. I love it.
You are so special.
I love how you make me feel.
I love how your little spirit helps make our apartment feel like a home.
You love to nurse. Thank you for being so good at it. I love to feed you.
You let me feed you AND you also feed yourself. You are so funny when you feed yourself with your chubby fingers.
You are even better than we expected.
You nurse quietly and then babble to yourself when you are done. You like to talk to no one and wave your arm around, like you are conducting music only you can hear. You grab at my face, my check, my lips, my teeth, my hair.
You like to play with your books- you love to play on the ground by yourself, but you squeal with delight when we get down and play with you. You love to take apart your diaper bag and eat everything inside it. You also play with my pump bag. You LOVE to tear the DVDs off of the shelf. That is a daily activity.
A lady at the store thought you were so cute when you were with your daddy the other day that she gave you a balloon. You are playing with it with the string off, and it confuses you to no end when it will suddenly floats away from you.
You totally go with the flow and accompany me on errands and out to dinner. Thank you for being so chill.
You say Mama more than anything else, and I LOVE it.
I love how you have made our lives better.
Thank you for being so wonderful.
You are so sweet… if I could only use one word to describe you, it would be that.
You are so tolerant of us and our being new parents.
You love TV. I kind of hate that.
You have changed my life forever.
I love you so much it hurts.
I love holding and kissing and cuddling you.
I love watching you sleep.
Your daddy loves you so much. He calls us “his girls.”
I love your hiccups and sneezes, and I already miss your newborn noises- I never thought a
baby could be so noisy when they slept…
I love how you get excited when me or your daddy come home.
Those are certainly not the only things that I love about you. But it's a start.
Love, your Mom