April 18, 2006
1 Week Old
Dear Olivia,
Today you are a week old. How is it possible that I didn't have you a week ago and now I couldn't live without you? You are my heart and my whole world. The other night I had a dream that there was a big tornado and I didn't know where you were. In the dream, I was crying and screaming, "God, please protect my daughter!" I cared nothing for myself, only you. Now, I know the dream was silly, but it really does represent how I feel about you. I'd do anything to make you happy.
This past week hasn't been easy. We've been through nights with little sleep and hours upon hours of nursing difficulties, but we are getting through it and are growing closer. I'm sure these next few weeks will bring us closer to a good nursing routine and hopefully a more normal sleeping schedule (or so I'm hoping).
Even though I've only known you a week, there are already a million things I love about you. Here are my favorites:
*the way your fuzzy head feels on my cheek
*your inquisitive expressions
*the way you only often only open one eye
*when you stick your tongue out and move it around to let me know you want to nurse
*your little squeaks
*your loud farts (hard to believe sometimes)
*the way you snuggle against me when we sleep
*the rolls of fat on your thighs
*the way you suck in your bottom lip and it disappears
I am so proud to be your mommy, and I already have cried over the thought of you leaving me someday. I'm sure part of it is hormones, but I can't imagine you needing me less than you do right now. I love that you are so dependent on me, yet I am eager for you to learn things for yourself.
Know that your Daddy and I love you more than anything. You are a blessed little girl to be so loved. You will always be supported and adored no matter what.
All my love,
Mommy
