Amazing Grace

Four months old. Amazing. I want to savor each coo. Each smile that is given when she sees me looking at her.

I want to remember how small she feels in my arms. How she smells when she comes out of her hooded bath towel. And even how she smells when she spits up her latest meal.

I want her to know how loved she is. How it's just as special the third time around. How each of my children have miraculous stories of grace. And hers is no more nor no less amazing.

Most of all I want to relish each moment as I know all too well that kindergarten will be right around the corner.

And, I want her to know that her mama I will always be. No matter what.