belly laugh

Delilah laughed her first, repetitive belly laugh today. I picked her up from Grandma pinchy, and got stuck in traffic coming home. There was a Maroon 5 concert at the Pavilion so we sat. And she cried. Oh goodness, those tears, that deeply sad cry breaks my heart. So finally we get home and with great relief for both of us she was able to get out and stretch. So I we play, and nurse and then I got her ready for her bath. Our routine is nakey time on the floor while I run the tub. So as the tub was running I lean over her and sing the Maroon 5 song that goes something like, " I don't mind spending everyday, out on the corner in the pouring rain"...etc. etc. and so fourth. Well when I sang she will be loved she giggled and giggled and giggled. I called Dan in and she kept doing it. What pure joy. For both of us. She has laughed before, but this was the first true belly laugh. And I loved it, and I laughed.

It seems as if in the last 24 hours she has grown. Amazing, but true. As I went through her draws and closet today, I began pulling out 6-9 month clothes as my dear daughter has almost out grown the 3 months in length. Anyway, as I separated her newborn clothes into three piles, donate, sell and hold on to, I began to get a little weepy. I am having a hard time with the fact that she is growing so fast. That my sweet baby is getting so big, I feel like I am not getting enough of this moment. That I will forget everything. I want to bottle her. Her smell, her fingers, her little nose, and that sweet smile with sweet breath. And still I am happy to be exactly where we are. And I look forward to the next stage. So as I TRIED to not save every piece of small adorable clothing, for the sake of memory, I am finding myself already reminiscing about her past. Although a small past, she has one, and I am so glad I have the time to spend every moment with her, because I would be broken hearted to miss any smile from my little monkey.

Today Delilah taught me that I am blessed to have the moments I have with her. I met a Mom today in Starbucks ( a new friend I hope) who has and 18 month old boy Alexander, and is having a little girl tomorrow, Catherine. Anyway, as we chatted she mentioned that she had a daughter pass away at three months from SIDS. It made me so sad. She said that it showed her to not take one moment for granted. So, if I had not had Delilah there, I would not have met Katusha, there for not taken that small, yet so powerful of a statement. I will never take one moment with Delilah for granted, even our "hard" moments. I love her. And now, I live my life for her.