Once Again

Here I am at the computer once again with the urge to write out my thoughts and feelings and post it for the world to read and judge and I literally sat here staring at the blank page for 10 minutes trying to think of something else that I could write about besides my darling Evaline and how much I stinkin’ love her. And then I thought about her chubby cheeks that are so incredibly kissable and her perfectly pinchable thighs and her eyes, oh man, her blue eyes that just stare so intensely at my mouth and eyes as I tell her stories as if she’s soaking up every single word that I’m speaking and I can almost see her brain growing. I thought about her toes that are always wiggling and if I pretend I’m going to eat them, but instead kiss them she’ll give me the most perfect giggle that makes my heart do flips. I knew no one would care if I wrote about how after every time she wakes up I laugh as I think: How in the world did her hair get so crazy? because every time I get her out of her crib her soft brown hair is sticking in every which way and it just doesn’t make sense how it got like that. Thinking about her napping led me to smile as I thought about how when she wakes up from a nap and I gently say “Hello” to let her know that I’m here to get her she sees me and she smiles the biggest most sincere smile at me as if she’s so unbelievably happy that I’m there, like a good friend would smile at you only after years of not seeing each other. She dances and kicks her legs in between stretching and I can only imagine that she’s woken up happy after dreaming of heaven since she’s fresh from it. As she’s dreaming those heavenly dreams during the night sometimes I wake up just to look at her and I can’t help but think that she’s the most beautiful baby on the planet and my heart swells. Oh, I thought about even the littlest of things like her belly button and how much I love it because it once connected her to me and allowed her to stay healthy and grow strong. I thought about all these things and much more and how I shouldn’t write about them because people are probably sick of reading about my baby and how much I love her and my role as a mother, but then I thought

to hell with it.

Oh and also I’m working on my swearing. Next time.

Yours Sincerely,

a mother in love.