Sunday, February 14, 2010

Plain. Simple. Beautiful Girl.



And that's a real smile, people. She really is that happy about 95% of the time.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

A New Thing, That Is An Old Thing.

When Allison was first born, most of her naps were spent laying on me. For the first six weeks of her life, she did not settle down anywhere but in my arms, or safe in the baby sling around my body. It seemed as though she would never grow out of it, and I didn't know what to do but hold her. I told my mother about my predicament and all she could say was, "you'll spoil that baby"; and all I could say was, "nothing wrong with spoiling her with love."

After that point however, she happily was able to sleep nearly all day, and all the time, in her bassinet, then in her crib. Up until her eighteen months, she was taking two very long naps a day and sleeping about twelve hours in the night. Until.... she reverted. I find myself being beckoned exactly one hour after her only nap begins, and the only remedy to a nearly hysterical little girl is being laid on my chest, legs sprawled out over mine, just to fall asleep for another two hours. I am immobilized for the afternoon, and I love it.

I realize that I may never have this opportunity to be this close to her again in my life. Before I know it she'll be doing everything she can to get away from me. So, I'll take as much of this as I can get my hands on.