coming home from hospital // my view every time i checked her diaper inside her pretty nightgowns
princess hands. all the time.
sometimes she would stare up at me for 15 minutes straight. sometimes she even put her little hand on my chest as if to say, "yes mama, I know you."
her "gas" smiles. oh, they felt so real.
I woke up one morning to this!
fell asleep on the pediatrician's exam table
peach fuzz & that little profile. ahh.
she squirms her head far out of the wrap so she can look around, and sometimes stare up at me. I die.
one month old! pound it.