three months and counting

As you may have noticed, I'm having a hard time updating this thing. Life with Eve is a day in, day out, all-consuming sort of labor of love. I'm still having a hard time forming complete coherent sentences, spoken or written. I also have a tendency to type one-handed, baby-in-arms.

What I do want to take time out to say is how amazed I am by how much Eve is becoming her own self. She has likes and dislikes, a sweet, outgoing temperament and she definitely knows me and Seth. Eve loves standing up in a friendly lap, rocking out to music videos on YouTube. (1234 by Feist and All the Single Ladies by Beyoncé seem to be favorites.) She is particularly interested in other babies, and the interest is mutual. (She's been the recipient of many sloppy toddler kisses.) She's starting to be able to use her hands to grasp and hold a little bit. It's crazy to think just three weeks ago she was only starting to laugh a little bit. Now I can tickle her under her arms and she laughs for days.

When she's happy she has a contagious smile that lights up her face and that of everyone around her. When she's really happy she smiles so hard she sticks out her tongue, and her bright blue eyes crinkle up like she's staring into the sun.

She caught a little cold this past week and spent the latter half of today crying inconsolably through her stuffy little nose. Despite my frazzled nerves I am still convinced she's the love of my life. I am obnoxiously, stupidly, helplessly over the moon for this amazing girl.