I am amazed every day at the little joy that Hannah brings into my life. I'm only 9 weeks in to this pregnancy and for some reason it seems twice as hard as the first, I guess it's because my body has already done this once and is a little more broken down than the first time. Hannah's daily reminders make me appreciate the new baby for all the potential joy that it will bring, and helps me to remember what being a mommy is all about.
Today Hannah and I had a dance party. We put on some silly songs and just went for it. At some point I held both her hands and we danced around in a circle together. Later, when Adam came home from work she said "dance Daddy" and held his hands and pulled him into the living room. Then they danced. She was giggling as she led him in circles, he was bent over laughing and not really knowing what was going on, after all, he didn't know she knew what she was doing. It was such a tender moment to watch her dance with her daddy.
Today, Hannah also came up to me and pulled me off the couch and led me up the stairs to the bookcase and said "books" then she proceeded to chose some of her favorites and sat down to read them to me. She keeps me on my toes even when I am sick, which is a good thing. She makes me smile, she comes into the bathroom and sits while I throw up, then she approaches the toilet and pretends to throw up too--must be sympathy pains. She points to my tummy and says "bebe" and her favorite thing to do is "go ou side"
I love the gifts she gives me every day. I'm so thankful for her. I am so thankful I get to do this all over again with another beautiful soul.