Pink tulips. Little legs that like to curl up. Those big dark eyes that stare innocently into yours. Polka dotted sleepers. Folding tiny socks. Falling asleep on the recliner at 3 am. The delight of discovering little unique characteristics that were already happening in the womb. Finding a new normal. The realization that I am the mom. :O (Can this really be true?) The wonder of new life.
These are precious days.