I believe it is possible to fall in love over and over again, especially with a little one who is changing on a daily basis.

Amelia has had a stuffy and runny nose—so much so that she has gained the new nickname of Snuffleupagus. As a result, she was fussy and I was holding her tonight while she sucked possessively on her pacifier and I attempted to play Ticket to Ride.

Then, out of what seemed to be a grumpy and unhappy situation for Amelia, she started smiling at me from behind the pacifier.

I pulled it out and we had a moment.

She smiled. I “goo goo-ed.” She smiled. I tickled. She cooed. I caressed. She blew spit bubbles. She smiled some more.

It was magical. Everything else got fuzzy. Directions for the game were given as if from underwater. I only had eyes for my baby. And I fell in love all over again.

Then—just as quickly—she decided she was hungry and the moment was over.

That’s alright. I’m learning there are no limits to the love one heart can hold; I’m sure it will happen again.

Posted by Lonica on Tuesday, November 10th, 2009 at 7:58 pm.