I loved you from the start, but like anything beautiful, the love just grows and grows.  The love I feel for your brother, your dad-all beautifully different kinds of love, yet all the same.  Words cannot capture it, just as a photograph cannot capture the moment’s beauty of a sunrise.  I hope to capture most of it, keep it alive as much as I can, so we can both look back and feel that love again-relive it through writing.  Our memories are not the most reliable in life, but our journals are.  You are so, so beautiful.  I tell you all the time.  Babies cannot understand all words yet, but I sense that you can pick up a mood within a mile.  You melt into my arms when I think loving, calm thoughts and tighten when you sense my stress even when I appear calm.  Your hair is getting thicker and a beautiful, rich brown and your eyes a piercing, lovely blue like the sky.  They startle everyone you meet!  You have eyes and an attitude filled with fun, intelligence, light, and love.  They even blow your mom and dad away and steal our hearts.  Your smile is as big as your dads, one you cannot help smiling back to.  You have a soft laugh, and blow bubbles lately, even with your food.  It made me laugh just when I needed it today.  I love you baby girl.