I think more often than not I’ll be posting here on an every-other-day basis.. or something. At least until I can rely on my daily picture-taking as habit and can focus my attention towards reminding myself to set aside a few minutes a day to post an update.
Day 3/When she’s really, really tired:
I’m fairly certain that she was gabbing about current events and the latest in celebrity gossip with her plush friends when sheer exhaustion overcame her and she fell asleep sitting up. This picture doesn’t do the best job of showing that her head is resting on her wadded-up blankie, sort-of as if she was just sitting there and then keeled over into a deep sleep.
In all honesty, I relish in these moments because they provide me with the ever-diminishing glimpse of what’s left of my baby. While awake, she’s so busy learning and doing new things.. growing older so quickly before my eyes that it’s hard to see any baby left on her at all. Asleep, she is still and quiet and chubby and bald, the same way she’s slept in all of the 367 days. I know that one day she will have a head full of hair and all signs of that precious double-chin will have vanished, but hey, at least I’ll have this picture.
Day 4/I heart mommy:
But no one makes her laugh like Daddy does.
And nothing can make her drool as much as a couple of brand-new teeth. Sigh.