Oh my heart. My heart is so full just thinking about my baby girl. I don't know how I got so lucky, how did I manage to get such a wonderfully happy and easy going baby! I know it isn't really Mum protocol to talk about how easy and wonderful their baby is, in fear of death stares from other Mums, but I can't lie, she is a dream*.
Oh Willow, I love how you wriggle and squirm with joy whenever we go into your room, even if it's 2am you are so very happy to see us, your face lights up and your smile is contagious, it's impossible to be grumpy with you when you look at me like that, my frustration melts away, you have me wrapped around your little finger.
You put up with so much, and happily endure your over excited brother and his lack of belief in your personal space, you are one tough little lady. You love to watch him, and he loves you so, I hope you keep this wonderful bond forever.
You are a talker, you love the sound of your own voice, which isn't really a surprise, just look at your parents. But, you are LOUD. You just lie there on your mat and squeal and scream happily to yourself and almost burst my eardrums. It's hilarious. You love taking in the world around you, just watching, trying not to miss a thing. You are just starting to roll, you are grabbing whatever you can with your death grip.
You are the perfect addition to our home, I love you more than you will ever know!
*when I say she is a dream, I don't mean that she doesn't do normal baby type things, like wake for feeds in the middle of the night, scream and cry, and not sleep when we are out and about, she does all those things, but that all was expected and comes with the territory!