My little girl is such a cutie. This morning, during a feeding, I sat her up for a break. We were chatting, enjoying each others company, when I saw (too late) the tell-tale signs of a puke. She started heaving, and I grabbed a burp rag... but not before she puked all down the front of her (freshly changed) outfit. I sighed and, once again, missed the signs of a heaving. She then projectiled more milk all over my (freshly changed) outfit.
I laid her against a pillow and stared in disbelief at all of the vomit. And then, to my surprise, Elena started smiling. A huge smile, beautiful smile. I started to laugh, and with each hysterical giggle her smile only got bigger.
After the laughter died down I dabbed off the worst of the puke, got up and changed her outfit, and had to thank God for the beauty of my daughter and her over-active digestive system. Without that puke I would have missed the smile.
5 comments:
AWWWW i know what you mean by a cute smile, remember when you were busy doing something else and i got to see her smile really big. It was sooooo cute!!
I'm jealous, Steph...not because of the puke, but because I just want to come squeeze that little cutie! And see her smile! Glad it sounds like things are going well.
How I would have loved to see that smile. Grandma would love to hold and change her but she is sooooooo far away!! Love, Grandma B. (mom)
Stephanie has come a long way... profound observation
her dad
I am just in love with the fact that you are delighting in your daughter.. It is quite precious and am excited for all your future smiles and giggles and the journey along the way.
Sara
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