little lilly

Oh the sweet smell of new baby skin. The way they curl their little hands up by their face, desperately trying to feel warm and cocooned. Their suddle coos and quick turns as the lights flash in front of their scrunched eyes.

I got to hold a precious bundle of newness tonight and I almost couldn't give her up. Miss Lillian (or Lilly) was born yesterday to my good college friend Sarah. There is something so special about those first days of life when mommies are learning how to be a mom, babies are trying to learn about the outside world and dads are making many pots of coffee. I am so thrilled for Sarah and her husband AJ and know they will be exceptional parents.

But I am not going to lie, seeing Lila next to Lilly was a tad overwhelming. Can you believe how big she looks? She is almost a toddler, pulling her paci in and out of her mouth to "talk" to us and blow raspberries while Lilly is curled into a little bundle inside her blanket. My baby is definitely not a baby anymore. There is something so sweet in this new stage of drinking water out of her sippy cup, pulling up on every standing object, big laughs and smiles and letting her personality shine. But there is a small part of my mommy heart that ached for those moments again as I held Lilly in my arms. Lila will never be tiny again but she will always be my little one.

A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.

~Carl Sandburg