Friday, April 5, 2013

I Blinked

I blinked and my daughter turned 4 months old. Somewhere between the cuddling and kissing and rocking and holding, our Belle started sleeping through the night (or darned near close to it), rolling over, reaching for her dada, giggling and smiling, and completely filling our lives and hearts. It has happened that quickly. I promise. They will tell you not to blink. Try to believe them.