i used to dance with her in the living room to this song when she was tiny. all six-and-a-half pounds of her, curled up in the crook of my arm so that her heavy little head nuzzled right into my neck and i could kiss the top of her silky hair and inhale her sweet baby smell. and i couldn’t imagine her ever growing bigger than that moment.
but she did.
she’s just getting very, very big, and i’m realizing that on a very, very deep level lately.
and so it is, when we have a day like this where i can just really be with her, i end up somewhat like i am tonight. looking at her baby books, spooning next to her sweet jammied body a little longer than usual before i let her sleep peacefully on her own…contemplatining motherhood and everything it means.
there is so much i want to do in life and so many dreams i have…
…but if being her mom is the only thing i got to do, i’d still be satisfied. i’d still feel fulfilled.
our date day was simply divine.
croissants and coffee at panera (and a cinnamon crunch bagel which is basically baked sin with sugar on top)…where pups joined us for a bite to eat, lainey flashed me her devilishly cute smile (which, i think is her way of saying, ‘this is fun, mom, isn’t it?’), and i just sipped and watched her and informed my past self…the one that held that sleeping newborn and never thought she’d get bigger…that yes, she’ll get bigger. and you won’t believe how fast it will happen.
then, to the bookstore to putz and read and play. …and drool over eloise in paris which is full of absolutely delicious dialogue. i didn’t want to spend the seventeen dollars on it…so i searched ebay later only to find a first edition for….sixteen hundred dollars. seventeen’s not lookin’ so bad.
what’s a mommy/baby date without a self-portrait, eh?
and after a quick trip home…we grand-finaled our day with a heap of uber-delicious ice-cream, a nice smattering of sprinkles and a warm waffle cone.
if i had a dollar for every stranger that went ga-ga for her frog boots…i’d have a heck of a lot of dollars.
lainey love…i love you so much my heart hurts.
Nothin’ better with my first fresh cup of coffee on a too-cold morning than a fresh post ’bout my babies…Kelle, you’ll always hold that position too. Happy morning to you! Do those boots come in my size…I want passers by to go ga-ga over me on life’s pathway too!
Lovin’ the you and Lainey things. We have a pair of boots very similar to the froggy ones. Ours are red, with blue dots. Ladybugs. Years old, but Madeleine still wears them 🙂
oh those boots…peyton and becks each have a pair-couldn’t tell if they were for boys or girls!!!LOL!
those pictures of lainey with the ice cream…OH MY PRECIOUS! her eyes look sooooo green in these, so beautiful.
love the first pic with her little face looking at you.
(ha ha, beckham just screamed, “my boots, my boots!” he is now running to put them on:) so stinkin’ cute.
in the first self-protrait, you two have the exact same facial expression too!
xoxoxo
You’re right, they do grow, which I’m still just figuring out. I found myself ‘missing’ last night, missing my pregnant belly and wondering how in the world my baby boy can be almost 9 months old!
Each day is a gift, so keep on enjoying (and taking pictures & writing sweet words to share with us) …
a sad realisty that i’m not sure we mommies ever truly accept…they grow up! the best part is as they get bigger, our love for them does, too. not sure how it is possible to continue to love them more, but it happens. she is looking like such a little lady these days!!!
the growing up is so fun to watch. i thought i laughed alot before Jonah.
the first ice cream pic is so cute, were you trying to take her ice cream?
those froggy boots are adorable, i may have to get j some.
that baby must be the most loved little girl on the planet 🙂
Glad you’re the lover.
I love her so much too my heart hurts!