...In a way that I took for granted with Olivia. I know now that these days are shorter than I realized and I will not be having an infinite amount of babies to enjoy! (Regrettably and thankfully ;)
I love the snuggles of a tiny body wanting to be held.
I love the whole family working hard for her little belly laughs.
I love the satiny-soft skin on squishy arm and leg rolls.
I love blowing on a poky tummy while changing diapers.
I love burying my face in her neck and inhaling sweet baby smell.
I love seeing my reflection in crystal-clear eyes.
I love watching for new milestones.
I love firsts.
I love fuzzy hair that blows in the breeze.
I love the peace of her sleeping in her room upstairs.
I love sweet milk breath.
I love wondering what she has seen and what she remembers from Heaven so short a time ago.
I love seeing parts of me and parts of Jack in one perfect little human.
I love seeing the joy on her face when I go into her room to get her in the morning or after a nap.
I love soothing tears and hurts.
I love chubby hands holding onto my clothes or hair.
I love nibbling toes so small that I can barely see toenails on the littlest one.
I love excitement over anything edible.
I love watching discovery and triumph over new things learned and accomplished.
I love drooly kisses.
I love gummy smiles.
I love packing her around everywhere I go. A portable little buddy.
I love knowing I get to be her home for many more years.