My Tiny Baby
When I look at my 8-month-old daughter now, I find it so hard to believe that she was once a tiny newborn. She weighed less than 6lbs, even though I gained 32lbs during my pregnancy. After her birth, she was unofficially named the "tiny baby" of Abbott Northwestern Hospital, Minneapolis! Every doctor and nurse who saw her called her a tiny baby. Now at 8 months, when I look at her, she looks so mature and strong (God bless her!) that I find it hard to believe that she was once a tiny newborn.
When she sleeps next to me, I cannot help but put my nose against her soft skin. Sometimes, I would wake up in the middle of the night and give her a quick kiss on her forehead. I love her distinct "baby smell." I love to kiss her on the neck when she is in my lap. I love her so much! I know it is perfectly natural, but it often feels unnatural when I think about it.
I love to run my fingers through her soft hair. Sometimes, I scratch the back of her head and she closes her eyes in a way as if she is enjoying it a lot. My little girl!
My baby does not crawl yet. Some babies do not crawl at all. Maybe she will soon start walking. I think I will not be able to hold back my tears the day she will walk for the first time.
I think every parent, when he/she looks at his/her child, thinks if that really is the baby they once brought from the hospital in a swaddling blanket. The baby that was so soft and fragile that they carefully held him, washed him and changed his clothes. How time flies!
My tiny baby is now 8 months old! I pray for her every day and wish that she grows up to be a healthy, loving and caring human being.
When she sleeps next to me, I cannot help but put my nose against her soft skin. Sometimes, I would wake up in the middle of the night and give her a quick kiss on her forehead. I love her distinct "baby smell." I love to kiss her on the neck when she is in my lap. I love her so much! I know it is perfectly natural, but it often feels unnatural when I think about it.
I love to run my fingers through her soft hair. Sometimes, I scratch the back of her head and she closes her eyes in a way as if she is enjoying it a lot. My little girl!
My baby does not crawl yet. Some babies do not crawl at all. Maybe she will soon start walking. I think I will not be able to hold back my tears the day she will walk for the first time.
I think every parent, when he/she looks at his/her child, thinks if that really is the baby they once brought from the hospital in a swaddling blanket. The baby that was so soft and fragile that they carefully held him, washed him and changed his clothes. How time flies!
My tiny baby is now 8 months old! I pray for her every day and wish that she grows up to be a healthy, loving and caring human being.
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