Recently, not only has Maya been pleasant during the day, but she has also been pleasant at night. There have been several times that she has woken up in the morning or from one of her naps where she just wakes up and then starts looking around. It's not until I look at the monitor to see that she is awake or hear her start cooing away that I know that she is really up. During the night, however, she usually wakes up with a few fusses, wants to be fed, and goes peacefully back to sleep.
Last night was a new exception. Sister Bear woke up around 3:45 am. I had just gotten Kate back into her bed - a semi-new thing - and gotten settled back into our bed. Nearly 15 minutes later I started hearing the sweetest little midnight coos ever coming from the bassinet next to me! I was tempted to lay and listen to what Maya had to say but I also didn't want her to get to unhappy in the middle of the night so I scooped her up, cuddled her in my arms for a moment, shared some perfect smiles, then got her fed and back to sleep again. My little darling.
Seriously. I cannot get enough of this little love.
I worried our entire pregnancy on how I would love another as I did with my firstborn, Kate. What I've realized is that having a child does not fill your heart with love. Instead it teaches your heart how to love, how to hold love, how to accept love, how to give love, and the children you bear after your first only reap the benefits of an experienced heart.
My love for these two little ladies is DEEP, people. Deeper than I ever knew imaginable.
I wouldn't want it any other way.
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| Maya Bear! My sweet, sweet baby. |
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