Babe in Arms

With all of your teething, lately, I've spent a lot of time rocking you and holding you in my arms as you sleep, Katy. You have the prettiest eyelashes and I know you didn't inherit them from me because you have to squint to see mine. I love to watch you smile and frown in your sleep as you dream about good things and bad- I often wonder what you are thinking about and what images fill your dreams. Your cheeks get all puffy and sometimes you squirm in your sleep.

As you are resting comfortably in my arms I marvel at how big you've gotten since you were born, Katy! It seems like just yesterday you could fit between the palm of my hand and my elbow. Now, I need both arms to hold you and you are well past fitting between hand and elbow!

There is nothing quite as good as the feel of a quiet, sleeping baby in your arms...