This is a picture of Evie and me, when she was only one month old. Three months later she is different in a myriad of bittersweet ways I never could have imagined. She is interactive, smiley and very talkative. She no longer snuggles up to me this way; her main goal is to see the world around her. This single moment captured reminds me why, when I follow the other rules so precisely, I rock my girl to sleep at night. In those quiet moments at dusk I rest my chin on her head, breathe in the sweet scent of her just washed baby hair and pull her as close to me as I can, wishing just for a second I could take her back inside my body and once again be all that she needs. Each night in her twilit room Mommy rocks her to sleep, Daddy wraps his arms around his girls and we both murmur to Evie how much we love her. This sleepy quiet time before bed and morning smiles are the times I look forward to each day. My favorite moments with Evie. I treasure and enjoy them now because each marks the beginning or end of another day and a step closer to when she won't need or want Mommy to rock her to sleep at night. I love you beyond words or measure my little baby bug, my heart is simply full from you.