Dear Naima, 1 month old
12:54 p.m. on May 24, 2006
you are 1 month old today, Naima. i guess it is true...time really does go by fast when you're having fun. and, baby, we're having a blast!
you are getting so big already. i wish you could stay my itty-bitty baby forever. but i know that can't be. at your 2wk appointment you checked in at 9.4lbs, 22in. i'm curious to know how much you weigh now and long you are now. everyone always comments on how you look like you're months old instead of just weeks. you are a growing baby!
daddy keeps asking questions like...when do they start talking...when do they start sitting up...when can they eat pasta...when do they start walking? i tell him his question are stressing me out because i can wait a little longer for those things to start happenning. i still want you to be my baby...small and cuddly. i still want to carry you in my arms and rock you to sleep. i still want to hold you on my chest and feel you breathing silently. i still want to see your pretty eyes look up at me when you first wake up and see you look at things around you in amazement and curiosity. i still want to kiss your tiny fingers and toes and count the little rolls on your arms and legs. i still want to caress your little head as i whisper in your ear mommy loves you, princess baby. but you're growing oh so fast, Naima. and because you're a baby for only a short time i'm loading up on those sweet moments with my baby.
daddy and i are trying to capture every expression...every movement you make. we know soon you'll be walking, then running, then driving...oh, geez, let that be some time away, please.
we have so many hopes and dreams for you, Naima. daddy, of course, wants to teach you how to play every sport imagineable. and i want to dress you up in everything pretty and pink. you already have so many pink, lacey, pretty things in your closet that daddy felt the need to put a basketball and soccar ball in your crib. yes, you'll soon learn daddy is a big goof ball!
we just want so much for you, Naima. of course we want you to be happy...to love life and enjoy it. we want you to like us...we know you'll love but we want to like the two people that are your parents. we want you to be successful in whatever it is you want to do in life.
i want you to know about your big sister, Mia Marvelle, too. you were picked by her and she's your special guardian angel. sometimes when you're in my arms and staring over my shoulder smiling and cooing i feel like you're with Mia at that very momment. i can't wait to tell you all about her...what she means to us...all that she did for us in her short life.
you are very precious to us, Naima. you'll probably get tired of me saying this but i'll never tire of it because it's true.
