Dear Baby Girl,
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You are 2months old now. Can you believe it?! I can't. I feel like its been a blink of an eye and simultaneously like I've known you forever.
The other day I was holding you and feeding you and looking into your eyes and it was right then that I realized that you were actually the baby of my dreams. The fuzzy dream features were yours. And in my dreams you always were a daughter...even if I knew in my rational brain that the chances of your mom and I having a girl were slim. It's kind of shocking to hold your dream come true in your arms.
Baby girl, I just want you to know how loved you are. I'm pretty sure you know it already though, (you are pretty advanced for 2months...) by the amount of kisses I smother you in and the frequency of times I cry with joy as I hold you. Baby girl, your mom and I, we knew you before you were even born. We loved you and we dreamed about you and having you here now with us is just the greatest gift ever.
We're doing our best baby girl. I hope you know that too. Because we know babies can't live on squished cheeks alone. Mom is working hard to fill you full of good food. We're learning how to "talk" to you. We agonize over silly decisions and we worry about you constantly - in a good way. I'm embarrassed to tell you how many times I've checked to make sure you were still breathing (Eleventy-billion in case you were wondering) Luckily(?) you're a noisy girl so we get to be serenaded by your grunts and coos a lot. In fact you were so noisy that you moved into your own room at just 5 weeks. Mom and I were so scared - but let me tell you what, listening to our motherly intuition on that one was the best decisions ever! Because 4 hour chunks of sleep are so much better than 1 hour chunks of sleep. You really are a good sleeper but that's about all I can say about that for fear of "the curse."
Recently you've started smiling at me. This has been second only to the experience of falling in love with your mom in the "best things ever" category. You're also getting really great at tummy time and holding your head up. I've never been so proud of basic bodily movement! And in the TMI category - can we just talk about how you are already the valedictorian of farting my friend. One of our friends used the descriptor Rocket Butt and there couldn't be a more accurate characterization. Don't let all of this go to your head though - because you are still an exhausting adventure my friend - but a wonderful & rewarding adventure nonetheless.
Oh baby girl, I could gush on and on, I just adore you so much. I just can't wait to see how your beautiful life plays out - I promise to try my best not to mess it all up too much! Be Brave!
Love,
Mama
