I suck. Well, not really. The thing is, babies take a lot of time and energy. Something I don't have much to spare of. Daisy has established her own routine and, with it, determined mine. Last time I wrote, she was 7 weeks. She's 7 months now (I know, I really suck). She's changed a lot since then. She's still tiny and petite and every day we get people who ask and are surprised at how old she is!
Every single day I realize a little more just how much joy my little girl brings into this world. I know every mom says their baby is the cutest and sometimes, they really are cute. Other times...even I have to agree not always. Let's take this picture for example:
This is not a cute baby. This is my baby but she was not cute here (Sorry Daisy, you're not. I love you though!). Anyway, we've established that not all babies are cute. And not all cute babies are cute all the time.
The other day we walk into a room with a few other babies and everyone stops and smiles at Daisy and talks to and about her. Everyone, adult and child and baby alike is drawn to this enigma that is Daisy. She illicits smiles from everyone she meets. She makes friends everywhere we go. It doesn't matter where, she makes a friend. Everyone wants to talk to Daisy or hold her or feed her.
Before Daisy was born, we had a prophetic word that she would be the joy of heaven. That she is. The way she brings joy to our lives is undeniable, the joy she brings out of people who know her is enormous, and the joy she brings to anyone she even meets is incredible. God has truly given her a gift of joy and the ability to bring joy out of others. I wonder what she will do with it. I wonder more how we can foster this beautiful attitude she was gifted with.
We look forward to raising this little girl
into being a beautiful woman of God. It won't be a simple task but it's a challenge we're up for!
Until we meet again,
FFR
