Dear baby girl,
You’re almost 4 months old, and I can’t believe it. I feel like I just brought you home from the hospital. You are so not a newborn anymore. You have your own little personality. You are such a strong, chubby girl. You smile whenever you get your eyes on your Daddy and let him know if you just want his attention. You are in love with your big brother. You love to just watch him play near you and “talk” to him when he comes up to give you cuddles or kisses. Eli is also the one who first made you laugh and I love hearing that sweet little giggle of yours. You laugh when mama sings to you or when papi gives you raspberries on your tummy. You are such a good baby. You’re happy and content most of the time. I can leave you on a blanket next to your brother while he plays legos and you are happy as can be. You even wake up happy. You’ve been sleeping in your crib for a couple weeks now, but still love to be in bed with mama and daddy. As I type this, you are cuddled up on your side next to me in bed. Sound asleep. And I love it. I love when you sleep on me or next to me or when you are content to just cuddle me. You started rolling over before you were even 3 months old, and now you roll like a champ—back to tummy to back again. If you’re on the floor and I leave the room, you will always be in a different place than I left you. You love bath time. You are happy to just sit in the warm water and kick your legs. You had your first bath with Elijah this week and he liked having you in there with him, I think you liked it better too. Elijah adores you. He always wants to cuddle you, kiss you, make you laugh, bring you toys. He is so sweet to you, his baby girl. It makes my heart so full when I catch him being sweet to you. You take his “cuddles” well, too. Since his “cuddles” sometimes are just him laying directly on top of you. You are my sweet baby girl, Emaline Rose and I love you to the moon.
Dear baby girl,