I forgot I had written this. I found this draft today and thought I'd better publish it before I forget again.
Millie,
I love you dearly little girl. I love the way your cheeks get all rosy after you eat. When you lay your head on my shoulder in your milk-drunk state. Cheeks sooooo kissable and your lips all smooshed together. I love the little hot breaths on my neck that smell so sweet (they really do!) and the little smacky noises you make with your mouth. There's this face you make that absolutely melts me. After nursing when I put you on my shoulder to burp, you throw both arms straight in the air to stretch. Your eyebrows shoot up and your your lips purse as your neck stretches upward. I adore it. I adore you. You are my buddy. 24/7. And I just soak it in. I talk to you at the store like you're my besto. I love to tell you stories and sing you songs at bedtime. I love your little bum that rises so high in the air when you sleep on your stomach. I love your smell. I love to breathe you in. You are my everything. You have my whole heart. I love you baby girl. More than you'll ever know. Until maybe you have a baby girl yourself...
Photo Shoot at 17 days old:











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