May 20, 2011
Dear Delilah,
Someday, when you are old, you may like to read about what you were like. Today, you are 10 weeks and 4 days old. Your daddy just brought you down to work so I could give you kisses on your bald head. He had you out for a walk in the sun with Cousin Krystal. We spent the morning together at the house and I took you outside to smell the mint and lavender in the herb garden. You took deep breaths when I held them up to your nose and sat in your bouncer chair and watched while I watered everything in the greenhouse.
You have started moving around all over the place, like a worm. It’s amazing to see you wiggle and squirm. You kick your legs like you are running a marathon and wave your arms in the air. And the smiles are the most amazing things I have ever seen. Your whole face lights up and you open your mouth so big in a giant, toothless smile that takes up your entire face. Your smile is so big that it takes up my face too. I spend hours playing with you, just to get one more smile because I am totally addicted to them. I even watch videos of you smiling when I am not with you, just so I never have to be without it.
This week you have discovered something wonderful, your hands. You think your hands are the greatest things ever invented in the history of inventions and you don’t know what you would do without them. Daddy and I are having debates about if you are going to be left handed because you always try to shove your left hand in your mouth first. You would think you wouldn’t like seeing how much of your hand you can fit in your mouth since most of the time you can’t breathe out your nose. You seem to have inherited your mother’s sinuses and I have rubbed your weight in Baby Vicks up your nose in the past few weeks. I thought you wouldn’t like it, but every time I get that bottle out you just sit there and wait for the cooling vapors to open up your little, snotty nose.
You also squawk at me now when you try to get my attention and then you smile and wiggle when I come in to your view. You did that last night when daddy and I took you to a bonfire on the peninsula. Everyone wanted to hold you because you are so cuddly and cute, but you only wanted to cuddle with me. You squawked so much, it sounded like a flock of seagulls. But all the other people there had arguments about who got to hold you next. They kept saying “but I haven’t held her yet!!” We skipped bath time last night because you were so tired when we finally got home, so we all went to sleep smelling like the beach and smoke.
I love you more than chocolate and dinosaurs,
Mom
Dear Delilah,
Someday, when you are old, you may like to read about what you were like. Today, you are 10 weeks and 4 days old. Your daddy just brought you down to work so I could give you kisses on your bald head. He had you out for a walk in the sun with Cousin Krystal. We spent the morning together at the house and I took you outside to smell the mint and lavender in the herb garden. You took deep breaths when I held them up to your nose and sat in your bouncer chair and watched while I watered everything in the greenhouse.
You have started moving around all over the place, like a worm. It’s amazing to see you wiggle and squirm. You kick your legs like you are running a marathon and wave your arms in the air. And the smiles are the most amazing things I have ever seen. Your whole face lights up and you open your mouth so big in a giant, toothless smile that takes up your entire face. Your smile is so big that it takes up my face too. I spend hours playing with you, just to get one more smile because I am totally addicted to them. I even watch videos of you smiling when I am not with you, just so I never have to be without it.
This week you have discovered something wonderful, your hands. You think your hands are the greatest things ever invented in the history of inventions and you don’t know what you would do without them. Daddy and I are having debates about if you are going to be left handed because you always try to shove your left hand in your mouth first. You would think you wouldn’t like seeing how much of your hand you can fit in your mouth since most of the time you can’t breathe out your nose. You seem to have inherited your mother’s sinuses and I have rubbed your weight in Baby Vicks up your nose in the past few weeks. I thought you wouldn’t like it, but every time I get that bottle out you just sit there and wait for the cooling vapors to open up your little, snotty nose.
You also squawk at me now when you try to get my attention and then you smile and wiggle when I come in to your view. You did that last night when daddy and I took you to a bonfire on the peninsula. Everyone wanted to hold you because you are so cuddly and cute, but you only wanted to cuddle with me. You squawked so much, it sounded like a flock of seagulls. But all the other people there had arguments about who got to hold you next. They kept saying “but I haven’t held her yet!!” We skipped bath time last night because you were so tired when we finally got home, so we all went to sleep smelling like the beach and smoke.
I love you more than chocolate and dinosaurs,
Mom
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