Instead, I’m staring (sleepily) at Hope’s beautiful little face while she contentedly eats her umpteenth meal of the day. I tend to ramble when I’m tired, but tonight my thoughts are wandering and I can’t help but think of how much I love this little girl.
A friend told me that once Hope was born I would understand and know what love really was. I think she was right. There are no words to adequatly describe the depths of my feelings for this tiny amazing and incredible little person.
- I love those large dark bright eyes – I never tire of looking at them – and the way she is becoming so alert and intent on looking at the world around her. : )
- I love the way her little chin will quiver – like she’s about to cry – when she’s unsure or worried about something. : )
- I love the way she sleeps when she is totally relaxed – on her back – with both arms thrown up over her head. : )
- I love that sad look I get when she is about to cry – her eyes bright with brimming tears and the most heart-wrenching little pouty lips you have ever seen – all my ‘priorities’ are suddenly re-organized and she’s at the top of the list. : )
- I love the wide-eyed ‘wow’ looks she gets on occasion – so quiet but intently focused on something – I marvel at the wonder of seeing the world thru the eyes of a child. : )
- I love seeing Richard with his daughter – he is going to be such a good daddy – she brings out a new side of him that is beautiful to watch. : )
- I love seeing her smile – the little smiles that brighten her face at unexpected moments – they melt my heart. : )
- I love the ability I have to make her completely and totally happy – so many things I fail at though I try my best, but to Hope I seem to be her world – no matter how upset she is I can always make things better and make her happy. : )
Though I know she will grow and this will change, I wish I could keep her so happy and fix everything so easily forever.