I was putting Ciera’s pajamas on Tuesday night and the shoulder of her footie jammies wouldn’t go over her arm. I swear I just put those jammies on her just fine a couple of days ago.
I am not proud to admit, but I may have shed a tear or two. Not over the clothes, but over the fact my baby is growing so fast.
Cici is three months old tomorrow (Friday). In the grand scheme of things, it’s not all that long. In college, I spent longer than that working on a semester-long project. Yet, it feels like I’ve already lived another lifetime with my baby girl by my side.
She learns something new every day it seems, with our most recent find being a full-on giggle out loud. Logan and Cici were playing on the bed and he got her going, and she let out this laugh you could hear all throughout the house. I got it on video and during long days at work, I watch it on repeat.
When people ask how she is doing while I’m out and about, my standard answer is, “She’s getting big!” It may seem a little cliche, but I’m being very serious. My once-little-8-pound baby is now weighing in at over 13 pounds and measuring in the 90th percentile for her height -- which is no surprise considering her daddy and I both come in over 6 feet tall.
I can’t get enough of her big, toothless grin that takes over her whole face. She’s got a dimple in her left cheek just like mine that pops out when she’s smiling at us. She sleeps just like her daddy, which is anywhere she can lay her head down. I hope more than anything she has his confidence and love for life as she gets older.
Earlier this week, I found myself getting overwhelmed. I was hungry, had the use the bathroom and Cici was mad because she wasn’t attached to my hip. She has had a cough for a couple weeks, I had been working a lot of hours and I hadn’t slept much, and I thought about calling someone to come and help because I just needed a minute.
I sat down with her to calm the wails and she started smiling at me. It stopped me in my tracks.
I’m going to miss this, I told myself.
I worked late Monday night, so Tuesday I spent a little while longer holding on to her after she fell asleep, while I still can at least. I've watched my nephews get bigger and now they won't snuggle on Brina's lap.
I hope she always loves me and her daddy as fiercely as she does right now. I know she’s just an infant and doesn’t understand much, but we love her with everything we have. The worst of days can fade into the background when she smiles.
Sabrina is the editor of the Greene County Daily World. She can be reached at email@example.com.