Dear Emily ~One of my most favorite times with you is the morning times. To watch you peacefully sleep... little fingers twitching, wondering what you could be dreaming.
I co-sleep with you and have since you were born, and I did with my other children also. For me it's perfect, for you it seems perfect... what I didn't expect was that it would end up most likely saving your life back in the beginning when your body kept wanting to stop breathing. I don't think I've ever been so exhausted and so afraid. You haven't had an episode since you were 6mo.
This morning as you awoke, you streeeetched and said "DA! DA!" a few times, rolled over and up on to your knees and signed that you'd like to nurse. You love to nurse, and I cherish each day since all too quickly the day will come when you wont want to anymore. You settled in and fell back asleep. So precious.
My baby girl, I love you. So very very much.
Your sister, Katie, does too!.... and Jonah, who was still fast asleep in his own room, and Alyssa who was out watching a tiger documentary.
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