I love being a mom. I really really really love being a mom. Didn’t think I’d love it this much, but I do. It’s incredible! My baby is beautiful and sweet and beautiful and cuddly and beautiful and soft and beautiful. And beautiful. Even when she’s up at 3 in the morning and she thinks its time to play, I still love being her mom! Now that she’s been here one whole week (far out!), I’d like to document my favorite moments:

It was late and I was tired and cranky and was trying to get things washed and put away and nothing was going the way I wanted it to. I was starting to reach maximum frustration when I decided to give up and sit down. Lilah was squirming, so I picked her up to rock her and instantly felt better. She and I just sat and cuddled and she made cute faces at me. It was delightful. She is all light and sunshine!

Getting ready for her first bath, we braced ourselves for screaming and crying of epic proportions! She really hates being cold. But, instead she let us wash her and she seemed more content in that bath water than she sometimes is all wrapped up in blankets. It was fun to check out all her little limbs again and count her fingers and toes and realize that she really is as perfect as we imagine her to be.

After she was born the doctor put her on my chest for me to hold. Aaron’s head was next to mine so we could both see her. He said something, and the instant she heard her voice she turned her head, looked right at him and smiled. She recognized his voice and was glad to hear him.