The little one still loves her changing table. She takes it all in, staring out the nearby window, with one hand grasping the orange railing and the other waving about happily.
This is her surprised face. Something about a huge black camera lens in her face had her a little shocked. Go figure.
This is my favorite face. I love her pouty bottom lip when she gets in a really deep sleep. Sometimes I wake up at night just to stare at her sleeping face and thank God for the answered prayer.
It’s not always roses. Today, for instance, was a pretty rough day. But I praise God for every second of the past twelve weeks of getting to know my blessing. She’s pretty incredible.