Sunday, March 9, 2008

3 Months

It is hard to imagine my daughter is 3 months old.

It is harder to imagine what life was like without her. To me, she has always been here.

She thumps her mattress in the morning when she wakes up.

Thump Thump Thump.

Louder and louder until I come for her...and when she sees me she smiles.

Big and bright.

As if to say..."Mommy, isn't it a wonderful day?"

And I say to her... "Good morning my thumper." I scoop her up, kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear..."Who loves you more then Mommy?"

The answer everyday is the same...



Heather said...

such a beautiful picture of her. Its as if she knew exactly what you were writing about.

Glad to see you are home and getting caught up on your bloglines!

andi said...

Arlo wakes up the same way - the thumping and then the killer smiles. It almost makes it worth waking up at such ungodly hours.

Riley is such a cutie!

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Amber said...

Oh, wow. So cute. I'll take two.

Megan said...

So stinking cute. I love the sly look on her face! She has beautiful eyes.

Ovaries, uterus... hush yourselves.

Mayzie said...

I think she's gorgeous!

I'm glad your back home too.

Molly said...

My son used to thump too. I had almost forgotten about that.

moosh in indy. said...

Go make another one, now.
the moosh was a thumper. and a squee-er.
I need another one too.