Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Ya Know That Thing?

You know the feeling that washes over you sometimes while your baby is sleeping (or eating, playing, screaming)? Maybe it's chubby thighs, or dimpled ankles. It could be the curve of a button nose, or that wayward curl that never stays in place. Sometimes it's chubby wrists, or the sun reflecting off gold flecked eyes. I'm just overwhelmed by the love, the perfect that is my baby. It's the dimpled chin, the crooked teeth, the sight of her cankles peeking out from too-short pants. It's the little space where her neck meets the back of her head, her stubby toes, and her chubby little baby bottom. It's like I hone in on one specific adorable, and the beauty of it makes me want to cry. I want to freeze time and stare at that dimpled thigh forever, content to watch this perfect baby sleep for the rest of my life.

Then reality takes over with Mads dumping the trash can, again, and I realize that I don't even have the vocabulary to describe those feelings anyways.

But they're always there.

*Squishy, sleepy lips and finger rolls... too.

1 comment:

Jen said...

Cute post! I could stare at my youngest daughters profile all day, my oldest daughters' eyes, and my sons dimples. Love them all!