Thank you for blessing us. Thank you for becoming part of our family. Your daddy and I could not be more fulfilled. It has only been one week and yet, I cannot remember what life was like without you.
Every moment, you are on my mind- even when you are not in my sight. I can't get enough of your squirms and squeaks, the smell of your head, or your sweet kissable cheeks. The first few days you were with us, I could hardly sleep for fear I would wake up and this would all be some impossible dream. Even as I sit here writing this (while you nap upstairs with Daddy) I cannot help but feel a small ache because I am not directly in your presence.
You are a joy of a child. You were a joy to carry for 38 weeks, and you are a joy to be with now. You are a serene, wise-eyed, copper-haired pixie and your father and I cannot believe how lucky we are.
Speaking of your father- I wish you could see how smitten he is with you, though I imagine you will grow up always knowing how much love he has for you. He takes my breath away every time he looks at you and remarks "look at her, she is so beautiful." And you are. You are beautiful in every way.
This week has not been without its challenges, but I can tell you with great certainty that the displeasures are quickly forgotten when I bury my face in your sweet baby neck and cover you with kisses.
I love you with all of my heart- Every chamber, every breath, every moment- I love you, my dearest Mina.
Love,
Mamma
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