It’s obvious to everyone in our family that Gabby already has her daddy wrapped around her little finger.
Watching him holding her, interacting with her her is one of the highlights of my life right now. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen him this happy and fufilled. When he talks to her and she smiles at him, it takes my breath away. I never thought I’d give him a daughter, I never imagined I’d be sitting on the couch and I’d hear him singing to his “sweet pea”.
She loves her daddy. She’s so comfortable with him. Everyday when he comes home from work, he picks her up and starts talking to her. She smiles and coos and gets so excited she squeels. Ah! It’s the sweetest thing I think I’ve ever seen. Eventually, she’ll get tired and start yawning. Tony will sit her on his lap and gently run his fingers over her hair. She doesn’t even fight it, within minutes, she’s peacefully sleeping on her daddy’s lap.
Last night I told him that I will forever have that image burned in my mind. And as she gets older, I’ll always look at her and remember the time that she would fall asleep on her daddy’s lap and I’ll remember just how beautiful life was.
And I pray it always will be.
I gained 50 pounds and have only lost 30. It’s freaking me out, too. (Was I a skinny thing to start with? Sort of but I think that makes it worse.) I think it’s hard for us because when we are pregnant we expect the weight gain. Our bodies are not our own and it’s a wholly unique experience. Now that we have the babies and are starting to feel like ourselves again we want to LOOK like ourselves again. I don’t look like myself. I’m not sure who I look like. The best thing anyone said to me was, “It took you 9 months to gain it, how fast do you expect to lose it?” (The worst being, “Did they leave a baby in there?” No joke.) The tough part is the maternity clothes hang off me and I can’t get a leg into any of my old clothes (and return to work in three more weeks – – what the hell will I wear?) I refuse to buy new, bigger clothes because I WILL lose this weight. All in good time… (But weren’t our babies totally worth it?) I want to be a MILF. Oh, to be a MILF. Sorry for such a long first post.
So cute! Bless her little cotton socks!
Rebecca
I know what you mean! My little girl has been a “Daddy’s Girl” since Day 1… holding Maya on the chair in the hospital room, pointing to the TV saying “This is HOCKEY, Maya…”
She’s been attached to him ever since! I might as well be invisble if Daddy is around… 🙂
Man, I envy you guys! But at the same time I’m happy I don’t have to go through the baby thing again. That last time for me was pretty challenging seeing that my wife was pretty evil during the pregnancy and then the postpartum depression that followed. Did I mention the colic problem and not sleeping for almost a year? Having a baby is so much fun though!!!
Oh I am in the same situation when it comes to daddys’ girls. I have two girls and they are the apple of his eye. My little little says every morning when I get her from her crib, ” Daddy work ma?” I say “Yes” she says ” alright.” She tells me every morning on the way to daycare, ” Ma I talk Daddy phone?” and the little little and big little call their dad. They really really love their daddy and I have the same pictures of them sleeping with daddy when they were small.. The little little will continue her nap with daddy but not me in our bed if Daddy tells her to close her eyes. She will get in the nape of his armpit and close her eyes and sleep until she hears her sister. Oh and Go Lakers!
Oh I am in the same situation when it comes to daddys’ girls. I have two girls and they are the apple of his eye. My little little says every morning when I get her from her crib, ” Daddy work ma?” I say “Yes” she says ” alright.” She tells me every morning on the way to daycare, ” Ma I talk Daddy phone?” and the little little and big little call their dad. They really really love their daddy and I have the same pictures of them sleeping with daddy when they were small.. The little little will continue her nap with daddy but not me in our bed if Daddy tells her to close her eyes. She will get in the nape of his armpit and close her eyes and sleep until she hears her sister. Oh and Go Lakers!
Ah, geez…those are the SWEETEST pics, Yvonne.
And she’s such a beautiful baby! God, look at Tony’s face…he’s beaming!
BTW, I was a ‘daddy’s girl’, his nick-name for me has always been SweetPea, and..and…well, this whole post was like an instant reply of my father & I.
Think I’m going to call my father now. *sniff*
:-))))
What an awesome set of pics. Its’s so cute the way she looks at him. Sooo beautiful! I just want to take a little bite from her squishy/sausage-y arms. She’s perfect!
Aahhh! That grin is just the cutes thing ever! (Tony’s grin isn’t bad either)
Yvonne.. she’s sooooooooooooo cute! Lucky u:)
*slow-mo single tear down cheek*
They’re both so happy and perfect…