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I love Jesus Christ and devote my life to following Him. I'm madly in love with my husband jon. I'm the mother of the most perfect babies in the world. I'm a Senior Sales Associate at my beloved Anthropologie. I'm a reader, thinker, lover, believer and traveler. I'd trade in the chicago skyline for the pacific coast any day. i love a good vino. i love my books. i'm creative as creativity goes but always wanted to be a painter. i prefer letter writing over emailing. And I always try to be a kinder person.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Remembering my little one in her little days

I'm happy to announce that our little Alivia is much healthier then my last post. This morning I woke up to her little voice calling out "Mama?!". I walked into her bedroom to find her in nothing but her teeny tiny onsie...fleece pajamas on the floor of her bedroom, along with all of her bedtime stuffed animals and blankets. 

Her poor little piggies were so cold. 

The other day while rocking Alivia to sleep, everything came rushing back to me. When you have a baby for the first time, or any time I imagine, its very easy to feel everything. You feel what its like to have created a little human being, you learn to love her, feel her, know her. There are so many experiences that come with having a baby...and if you ask any mother, she will be able to look back and feel all 2 million feelings she felt when her baby was first born. However, I'm finding that as my sweet Alivia grows and grows, as our lives become more cluttered, its so easy to forget. So as I held my sweet baby in my arms, rocking her to sleep as she wrapped her tiny arms around me, her head on my chest listening to my heartbeat, it all came back to me. The first time I held her...the first time I smelled her...the first time I fell in love with her...and as I held her there, I closed my eyes and remembered holding my tiny baby for the first time. I remember being scared, being sad, being overwhelmed with a joy I've never experienced until now...and as I opened my eyes and looked down at her, I had to thank God for this precious little person he gave me. This little person who has become her own in 18 short months. 

1 comment:

Alyssa said...

What a lovely post, Lindsey:) She is such a cutie.