How much I love my daughter

Disclaimer: mush, emotional third trimester mama authoring this post.

After reading through several old posts, I noticed that I make a lot of fun of the different trials of motherhood as well as the daily humor a new baby provides.  But there seems to only be a modicum of love-fest posts, and so this one is long overdue.

Top ten reasons I love Elizabeth:
1.) She thinks I have magic powers.
2.) She lights up my world and makes me smile by doing nothing at all.
3.) She calls me, "mama"
4.) She does the Frankenstein shuffle...eyes closed out of complete despair, she stretches her arms up and forward with a heavy footed lean toward me as pathetically sweet as only a child to wants to be 'saved' can be. Albeit the 'saving' isn't always so dangerous...exhaustion, hunger pangs, a crumbled cookie that the dog ate when she dropped it...you know, important stuff.
5.) She bounced in her crib waiting for me to scoop her up after she wakes. My parents tell me she plays a giggly game of keep away when they go in to pick her up.
6.) She seemed to be completely tuned in that Killian was dying, insistant on trying to cuddle with him, drink her bottle while lying on him and just being around him. (This will always be special to me since Killian passed away that night.)
7.) She loves my cooking and her Daddy's homemade bread.
8.) Whenever she hears Dave's voice, she runs to either try and grab the phone from my hands or  heads for the front door repeating the Frankenstein. (I love how much she adores her Daddy. It makes my heart smile.)
9.) She loves her grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. She might need 5 minutes to mentally verify that they are not imposters, but then she just follows them around...from room to room...
10.) Just when I think she's nodded off, either in her crib or the car, I hear that high pitched jubilant, "Hi!".

My sweet, loving, little, first born has the patent for germinating more love every day. (As I'm sure most mothers feel.) I feel exponentially blessed to have been given this child. And it surely must be real, since she gave me the nasty flu we've both been combating this week!

I love you so very much, Elizabeth Grace; we can't wait to see how inseparable you and your little sister will be.

Thank you for all of the love you put in our lives.

Mary