The First 4 Months

Dear Daphne,

Oh, how I’ve savored every single moment of our 4 months together.

They were beautiful, messy, chaotic, stressful, rewarding, exhausting, and special.

Those first few days and weeks were pure bliss. I was running high on adrenaline. Looking back, I laugh at how we made it through. The crying, the feeding, the multiple wake ups overnight, the anxiety of making sure you were always breathing, the loud noises you make when you sleep. The getting to know you, every sound, every breath, every cry. We had no idea what we were doing, but we learned how to do it together.

I was trying to do it all. I was trying to be your caretaker 24/7 while also trying to do the laundry and dishes, clean the house, buy the groceries, make the meals, take a shower, be a happy wife, daughter, sister and friend, and eat and sleep. Ha! The only thing I was succeeded at was taking care of you, and that’s all that mattered.

Each week got better and better...

You were more alert, you started to smile at us, you loved bath time. You rolled, you stuck out your tongue when we stuck out ours. You slept on my chest for hours upon hours. We went on so many walks through Central Park I think you could lead a pretty impressive tour.

You are sweet. You are precious. You are more perfect than I could have ever imagined.

You teach me to go with the flow. Every day, every hour is different. Anytime I think I know your next move, you surprise me with something new. You keep me on my toes. You remind me to be present and grateful.

Thank you, my little love.

I can’t wait to see what else is in store for us.

Xx