Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Dear Chloe'

My sweet little baby
You are intoxicating to look at
To smell you is to be drunk in love
To hold you is bliss...most of the time...
I have to admitt, I can be a little impatient sometimes, when I want you to sleep, or you wake up before I'm ready... but I always regret it, and any time you're asleep for more than an hour, I miss you terribly and have to force myself out of the room, cuz the more I stare at you, the stronger the temptation is to wake you up, just so I can hold you...
You have an infectious smile that brightens up my whole world, as well as your sister's who adores you beyond words
You are absolutely beautiful, with big blue eyes that we hope never change
You are gentle and tender and were born to laugh and love.
You sweep us all off our feet, despite your size... though you're actually quite big, determined, I think, to catch up with that poking, prodding, playful and proud big sister of yours...
I love to watch you and talk with you
You make the cutest little noises and you love me and daddy to mimick them ,
We take turns nibling each others lips and cooing, and then, when I hold you up high in the air, your eyes widen and brighten and joy spreads across your face in a gleeful grin
You remind me to love life
To savor every moment
To breath it all in slowly and deeply
You awake in me a love for life,
a joy and strength and humbleness I did not know before
I praise God for every inch of you,
I am humbled by your innocence, and how fragile you are.
And you are so sweet, and compliant...
When I least expect it, you fall asleep, or settle down, at just the right moment before I lose my mind... or sometimes, when I think I'm going to break apart, I'll come to you, and as soon as I do, when I see you there crying, and I pick you up and bring you close, and your screams subside, and then, the moment I feel your warmth and smell you, I just melt, honestly, I explode into such a rush of dreamy contentment.. I'm swooning... no matter where we are... it could be in the store, at the bank... in the car... I don't care... I get lost in the moment, and people can stare, and I just rock you and sing to you...
You've given me a new love for babies... I used to just think I couldn't wait for them to grow up... but you... you are my baby, and I am loving every minute of it

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Too beautiful for words. More precious than gold. How I love to see the joy you feel. It's funny how you think you can't possibly love another child as much as you did your first one. But then like you said, when you see them smile it lights up the world. God knew what he was doing when he gave us these precious gifts.

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