I find myself often referring to Sarah as "the little monster" or "she's a beast". I make these comments jokingly of course. Tonight while scrapbooking, I looked back at pictures taken the day she was born and the precious few days thereafter. I couldn't help but to think how pure and innocent she was and still is. My forever precious gift from God!
Memories are a precious gift, but often fade with time. I don't want to forget how sweet she is now at 20 months. Many, many days after she was born with the freshness of Heaven still on her skin.
She has such a compassionate soul. I'm the lucky one in our relationship. I'm on the receiving end of countless kisses. The way she holds my face between her tiny warm hands is enough to melt me instantly. Then she presses her beautiful lips to each of my cheeks and then to my lips over and over again. She slept in our bed the other night during what seemed to be a painful teething episode. I woke up that morning to her stroking my face and saying "Mommy" with such excitement that you would think she found me asleep in her crib.
I feel like the most blessed mom on Earth to have these sweet & precious moments.
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