at four months old, you are wonderful. tonight, you are sleeping in my arms, and i swear you look like you did when you were brand new. everyday you look older and older, but when you sleep it takes me back to the beginning.
sometimes, you seem like a completely different kid than you were just a minute before. you change constantly. lately, you've been falling asleep when i touch my face to yours, rub your cheek with mine, kiss your tiny nose. that's new. you giggle and smile more, mostly at your daddy, but you are still an exceptionally serious baby. today, you laughed at me for the first time and it felt better than i imagined it could. it was magic.
you can't roll yet. instead, if you're laying down, you just scoot around in circles on your back. i imagine that you'll roll sometime before you graduate high school, if you ever consent to being out of our arms long enough. you really hate being out of our arms most of the time.
about three weeks ago, you started growing a tooth. it is becoming very pointy and painful, and is settling in on the bottom left. you aren't happy about it, but you are strong. you have shown us that so much in your short life. you can handle a tiny, silly tooth. you can handle anything.
last week, you saw your doctor for a check up and shots. you have nearly doubled your weight since birth, from seven pounds to almost thirteen and a half. thirteen and a half! your head is also very big. naturally.
right now, i feel like you've been with us forever. how have you only existed for barely a year? baby girl, you are magnificent. you have been worth everything it took to get you here, and i am so lucky to be your mama. even when you are a teeny, tiny lovely butthole.
all the love forever,
me.
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