Lovable Lulla

Lulla, sweet Lulla, 

How do I love thee? 

Let me count the ways.

* I love when people lay eyes you--friends, family & strangers alike, they can't help but comment on how incredibly beautiful you are. It's true--you really are one beautiful little baby girl.

* I love the way you sleep, with your little fist always curled up by your face--sometimes it's tucked under your chin, sometimes next to your cheek, but it's always there, looking like someone came along & posed it there for a photo.

* I love when it's me you want--how when someone else is holding you & you begin to fuss & stew, it's me that can come along, scoop you up & settle you into a perfect state of contentment.

* I love that sad little bottom lip that pokes out long before a cry is ever worked up. You've been poking that lip out since before you were born {I have the 3D ultrasound pics & video to prove it} & you've already learned it's a sure fire way to melt my heart into a puddle.

* I love how only your Daddy's voice can calm you when you're smack dab in the middle of a top of the lungs wail {usually after your bath when I'm putting your lotion on you}. I can shush & sing & baby talk to you until I'm blue in the face & then Daddy walks in, bends down close so you can hear him, utters off a "Hi pretty girl" & just like magic, you're soothed & back to the easy going baby we know.

* I love your little milk mouth after you've just finished a bottle. As you are drifting off into a milky state of drunkenness, I pull the bottle from your lips & you lay there, cradled in my arms,  mouth open, tongue just barely peeking out, milk covering those sweet lips. It makes your Daddy & I laugh every single time.

* The arm rolls. Oh, how I love the arm rolls. Even though you came into this world as a teensy, tiny little thing, you came sporting the most delicious arm rolls. They cascade down your arms & I check every single day to make sure they are still there. Don't go thinning out on me, sister. 

* I love that you recognize us--Daddy, Jett & me. You hear our voices & turn your head in our direction. You smile at just the sound of our voices, before ever laying eyes on us. And you light up & get those little feet & arms pumping when you finally do catch us in your eyesight. We are your family, the three people who are absolutely smitten with you & to know you already realize exactly who we are makes my heart burst.

* I love your little grunts. Not the acid reflux grunts--thankfully those have been taken care of & are long gone. I'm talking about the grunts that take place just before you drift off into dreamland. You twist & turn, nestle & nuzzle, grunting until you find the perfect spot to catch your peaceful zzzzz's.

* I love our morning visits. You're the first one up & it's those early morning hours that I find you are the happiest. When the rest of the house is still snoozing, you & I, we have quite the girl talk. You lay on your changing table while I put you in a fresh diaper & a new outfit & we chat about all sorts of things. Your little eyebrows get to dancin', your mouth moves in every which direction & then finally, you work & work until you belt out a little screech or gurgle. It is certainly the best start to a day.

* I love holding you. If holding a baby can spoil them, then let me tell you--you're going be the most spoiled rottenest little baby around. I don't know what it is, but I just can't get enough of you. It's been like that from day one. You are so snuggly, so squishy, so little & cuddly & I could dream away the day with you snug as a bug on my chest. 

* I love being your momma. There isn't another soul in this world who is in love with you more than I am. You swooped into our lives & you've stolen the show & my heart. Everyday I love more & more about you & find more & more that I just can't live without.

You are my Lovable Lulla & I am so in love with you.