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My little girl

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Thursday, 24 October 2013: Two Hundred and Six Days Old.

My little girl

How does this happen,
This bond that we have?
Where does it come from
And what keeps it here?

You’re part of me now,
The best part of all,
You’re my breath and my heart
My life, and my soul.

I look at your face
And my stomach does flips,
I caress your soft skin
And bumps cover my flesh.

I smile at you
And you beam at me back
I sing and you listen
To my voice as it cracks.

You know nothing but love
And know nothing of fear
Your the purest of pure;
Real, honest and fair.

You’re destined for greatness,
For happiness and truth
You will change the world
Even if just for a few.

See,
You’ve brought light to my life
In ways you’ll not know
’til one day you too
Kiss your girl on her nose.

May your journey be grand
And your story be great
For you are my daughter,
My darling….
My little girl.

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My face

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Saturday, 15 September 2013: One Hundred and Sixty Seven Days Old.

My face has become Ayla’s new favourite play thing.

I love it. She reaches up and grabs my nose, puts her fingers in my mouth when I talk and she tries to touch my eyes when they blink.

Sometimes if I’m holding her but looking away, she reaches over to pull my face toward her.

Ayla looks at me with so much wonder and awe it makes my heart feel like its about to burst.

She loves me so much, and when she’s gently touching my face with her tiny chubby hands, I feel a love for her like I never have before.

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My heart would burst

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Monday, 29 July, 2013: Seventeen Weeks Old.

Before Ayla, I thought my heart would burst with all the love I have for my Hubby and I was worried about how the love for a baby could possibly fit!

But love really does expand – it’s not at all like a bucket that fills with water and spills out, wasting what’s precious.

My heart still wants to burst, but even more than before!

Even though I love my baby girl with everything I am – I just can’t get enough of her – I still love my Hubby like a flower loves its soil or a snail loves its shell.

My Hubby is my other half and Ayla is my light. I am so, so, so lucky to have them in my life.