A Moment to Write

We went to San Antonio for a baby shower and my dad's birthday this weekend. I also wanted to show off my beautiful child. She was quite the hit at the baby shower. Everyone wanted to hold her, which allowed me to drink some beer and relax. We had lots of fun, but now I'm exhausted, and I should probably be in bed because I put Sofia to sleep about an hour ago. Robert's not home yet either and I know I'll wake up when he gets home, but I burned all this time unpacking our stuff (it's amazing how much more we pack with a baby) and watching Game 2 of the World Series (Astros lost again - Sucks!) this is the only time I have to write.

Sofia enjoyed spending time with her grandparents. She already smiles more for the men in her life than for the women. She smiles a lot for her daddy and her grandpa. Her other grandpa is coming to visit next weekend, so we'll see if she's all smiles.

She's asleep and making those cute little baby sighs.

I was reading Beth's blog a little earlier and the last paragraph of her letter to her daughter struck me. I wonder if all new moms feel this way. I know I did, and it's never something moms want to admit either. I think this is why I felt so crazy at first and stressed out (well, that and my hormones). I felt like something was wrong with me. I didn't feel that amazing intense feeling right away, but it's amazing how much your love grows and grows with each minute you spend with your baby. I love my Sofia more than anything in my life and I don't think I could live without her.