I love the way Selah rubs her eyes when she’s tired and how she smooshes her face in her blanket when I put her to bed.
I love her smile when I wake her up in the morning and the way she’ll cuddle on my shoulder because she’s still partially asleep.
I love when she gets me soaked because she likes to splash in the tub during bath time and her excited laugh when she kicks her legs in the water.
I love her lopsided smile and how her hair sticks up in the front.
I love when wind hits her face and it takes her breath away leading to a big grin.
I love when I pick her up after work and her eyes get big and she beams.
I love her little “tootsies” and how she curls her toes when something rubs up against her feet.
I love how she screams and squeals at her stuffed animals and pretends to laugh.
I love when I catch her staring at me and I smile and she chuckles.
I love the smell of the powdered diapers she wears and how the smell of Johnson & Johnson’s stays on her skin after a bath.
I love how she breaks out in a random yelp and gets proud of the noise she’s made.
I love how she stretches and toots in the morning.
I love how she gets a kick out of shaking her rattle and how she finds the tag on every stuffed animal or toy and sucks it.
I love the red spot on her ear and her three little teeth.
I love her giggle when I tickle her chin.
I love motherhood.