Confession: I used to be obsessed with country music back in high school. It's true- just ask my family or my best high school friend Lindsey. :) An old song came to my head today when I was playing with Ellie.. It's written to describe love between a man and woman, but it totally fits with my (our) love for Ellie, too :) One of the verses goes like this...
How do I love you
Well count the ways
There ain't no number high
enough
To end this phrase
Baby, Completely
Wrapped up in you
It's amazing how 6 months changes everything! I knew I loved Ellie before she was born, but this kind of love is impossible to define!
I love how she is always so happy. Seriously, I can't believe how much it takes for her to get worked up. She is content 99.9% of the time. I looked down the other day and realized she had been on the floor for quite a while and I had never even given her a toy, oh well, she was happy :)
I love how she gets so excited to see us when we go wake her up from naps or in the morning. She turns her head as far back as she can and just grins. I don't know about you, but there isn't much that makes me smile when I wake up in the morning...... {enough said!}
I love how she sucks her thumbs... We may have a bad habit to break someday down the road, but you just can't stop her. She loves them. The best is when we put her in her crib- we have a fleece sleep sack we put her in and by the time we lay her down, she already has her thumb in her mouth. We have to take her thumb out of her mouth to put it through the sleeve of the sleep sack. She doesn't like that, but 1.5 seconds later she has found her other free thumb and is then happy as a clam.
I'm sure this is just like every other parent's love for their child, but isn't it awesome? Yesterday it was Orphan Sunday at church and it has really got me thinking. What about all of these kids who don't have parents to love them? I heard a story once about a grown man who was doing impressively well in life despite being bounced around from foster care to foster care as a child. He was quoted as saying, "Wouldn't you think someone would be proud to be able to call me their son?" But, he has no parents. I know how much my parents love me and know I've had the chance to show that love to my baby. It just doesn't seem right that other babies don't know that love of a parent....
How do I love you
Well count the ways
There ain't no number high
enough
To end this phrase
Baby, Completely
Wrapped up in you
It's amazing how 6 months changes everything! I knew I loved Ellie before she was born, but this kind of love is impossible to define!
I love how she is always so happy. Seriously, I can't believe how much it takes for her to get worked up. She is content 99.9% of the time. I looked down the other day and realized she had been on the floor for quite a while and I had never even given her a toy, oh well, she was happy :)
I love how she gets so excited to see us when we go wake her up from naps or in the morning. She turns her head as far back as she can and just grins. I don't know about you, but there isn't much that makes me smile when I wake up in the morning...... {enough said!}
I love how she sucks her thumbs... We may have a bad habit to break someday down the road, but you just can't stop her. She loves them. The best is when we put her in her crib- we have a fleece sleep sack we put her in and by the time we lay her down, she already has her thumb in her mouth. We have to take her thumb out of her mouth to put it through the sleeve of the sleep sack. She doesn't like that, but 1.5 seconds later she has found her other free thumb and is then happy as a clam.
I'm sure this is just like every other parent's love for their child, but isn't it awesome? Yesterday it was Orphan Sunday at church and it has really got me thinking. What about all of these kids who don't have parents to love them? I heard a story once about a grown man who was doing impressively well in life despite being bounced around from foster care to foster care as a child. He was quoted as saying, "Wouldn't you think someone would be proud to be able to call me their son?" But, he has no parents. I know how much my parents love me and know I've had the chance to show that love to my baby. It just doesn't seem right that other babies don't know that love of a parent....
