Sunday, March 9, 2008
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...