February 22: I love...

...this girl. Sunday she turned six months old. That's right--six. months. old. What!? Everything seems to be going so much faster with her and I hate it. But I adore that I am more aware of the passage of time with this babe, my Lena. It makes me want to drink in every smidge of her babiness while I can. (She's very into sucking on her toes these days--the changing table one of our very favorite places.)

Even this last week, when she shared the contents of her stomach with me far more times than I ever needed in my life, there was this sweetness that I tried to cling to amidst the ick. She wanted to be held a lot and she wanted her mommy. She needed my comfort and to be close. My baby.

Sick kids are such a double-edged sword. In those moments when I find myself covered in grossness, selfishly wishing that I could feel clean or have a minute to myself, I am reminded of the knowledge that someday she'll be fifteen and telling me to stay out of her life. That I will miss this time something fierce and wish to have it back, ick and all.

I'm not one for quoting songs very often and certainly not those of a popular nature, but one day Addie and I were listening to her Taylor Swift album as we were playing. (Yes, it really is hers--a gift from Daddy and she loves it!) This song came on and when I really heard the words I felt a hole in the pit of my stomach and immediately jumped up to turn it off for fear that I would completely break down sobbing and scare my girls...

Your little hands wrapped around my finger
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light

To you, everything's funny
You got nothing to regret
I'd give all I have, honey
If you could stay like that

Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up,
don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up,
don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple

I won't let nobody hurt you
Won't let no one break your heart
No, no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up, never grow up

~Never Grow Up, Taylor Swift~
find full lyrics here

The song goes on to talk about this baby turning 14 and then finally going off on her own to the big city. Seriously--breaks my heart. But it also reminds me in a very real way how precious these days are. Oh that Taylor Swift, she's a wise one.

Happy six month anniversary from the day you were born, sweet angel.
You'll always be our little snuggle bear.


LeTonia said...

And now I am sobbing. Just beautiful! Happy 6 months, Lena!

Lee Zuhars said...

Happy 6 months Birthday to Lena! Love the pictures...

Sarah said...

She's beautiful!

Kate said...

oh my goodness I can't get over how ADORABLE those pictures are of her with her feet up in the air and that HUGE smile on her face. Makes me ache for the next time I will get to kiss those cheeks and tickle those fat baby thighs! Only four more months... :-)

Vicki said...

Every breath is precious, even when it doesn't exactly feel so precious. She's such a dolly.