Maria's Blog

She's sleeping beside me on our bed. I too try to rest but knowing I have to feed her in 30 minutes, I can't seem to fall asleep. I lay here, looking at her and giving thanks. Her little lips move between breaths, her arms spread open like wings. She's finally sleeping on the bed and not ON us like she did the first few weeks. Will she ever sleep in her crib?

The days evaporate between feedings, diapers and naps. I can't find the time to check emails, exercise or call my friends. No pedicures, no hair appointments. I barely find the time to dry my hair. But none of that matters more than this little angel lying on our bed.

Now she's stretching, making sweet noises, her eyes open, but then decide to close again. It's my own eyes that have opened, and nothing looks the same. Having a daughter is the greatest gift I could ever get.