Please allow me to ramble. It's the time of morning when my baby has gone back to sleep. Usually I join her and we snuggle together and snooze, but not today.
Her legs are strong. I already knew this from the previous 9 months I got to spend getting to know her. She loves to stand on them. She sits up with help and loves to look around. When she's placed on her tummy, she'll either rest her head and munch on her hands, hang out for a couple minutes and then scream at me, or roll right over so she can keep rolling around. Her fingers are long and her hands are big.
I am so, so thankful of all the babies in the world, we got this one. What a perfect plan and perfect match. I love this girl with every fiber of my being. Soon, hopefully, I will recount the last ten months or so. So many stories to write. But today I will stop here, put away the computer and snuggle up with my warm burrito, feel her breath on my chest and drift off to sleep. What luck.