Newborn Love

I appreciate a newborn in the house so much more than I ever thought I could now that I have a little perspective on how long the 'newness' lasts.  I loved having Riley as a newborn but for some reason it all felt more overwhelming back then and I don't think I stopped to smell the roses as much as I have this time around.

I love my sweet daughter and even though I am ready to let someone else feed her/hold her by the end of the day I can't help but wish I had her back after a few minutes.

I love the sweet smell of a newborn.  Everyone knows that signature smell.  Pampers has captured it rather well and opening up a new pack of Pampers is like heaven...until you bring home the real thing.  I hold her close just so I can smell her.  I love the smell of her head, her baby breath, her baby puke (yes, I have always liked the smell of baby puke at least while they are on a milk only diet) and her whole baby body after a bath.  I can't stop kissing her chubby cheeks, her tiny feet and her cute little hands.  We cannot hold her close without kissing her over and over again until you realize that you just spent a solid 10 minutes kissing her forehead.  And who can blame you when you are staring at this?

I love that newborns sleep with their little arms in the air.  I also love that their little arms can't touch the top of their heads.  It's so darn cute.  

And those sleepy grins kill me everytime!

I love chubby little baby hands and the lines across their wrists that make their hands look so chubby.  

I love tiny baby toes and feet.  These are the only kind of feet I love.  Fresh, never walked on, wrinkly little feet.  

I love the sounds of a newborn.  Their little 'yells' for pick me up and their huge cries with lip quivers when they are hungry.  It kills you but it's so vulnerable that you can't help but love it.  

I love huge baby yawns and how their yawns stretch across the whole face.  I love how huge yawns make their little arms shake.  

I love how they stare at you.  It's so precious to see them lock eyes with you silently communicating their love, adoration and trust.  They strain their little necks and stretch just so they can stay locked into you.  

Most of all I love how you get a front row seat at watching them become exactly who they were meant to be and I can't wait to see her blossom.  I think it's especially exciting because we have seen how great the future is after all the newness is suddenly gone.  

Here's my love that continually reminds me that the best is yet to be.

So here's to newborn love and also to all things new and undiscovered at every age because a good thing  only gets better.