The waiting was filled with wondering.
And, then, she came.
A little, big brother here has quite forgotten he was hoping for a baby brother. Now, he is completely smitten with the little baby girl who came instead. So are her two sisters. We are all smitten with this little girl.
We are smitten with her wondering, wandering grey-eyed gaze exploring the newness around her.
We are smitten with her sweet baby breath she gently exhales when she yawns. Such a tiny yawn.
We are smitten with her delicate, curled and gentle fingers, and her silk-fine baby hair. And, her hiccups. Oh, those hiccups.
She was born at home. Enveloped in the place where we have already made family memories. Her family. And, her family was there all around her as she arrived—
Smitten with her already.
