Anna, 4 months

Blowing raspberries on the fat of her neck at Disneyland. She lights up with her cute giggles and huge smile. A perfect little soul. Last night she rested on my shoulder and slept. The house was quiet. The children were nestled all snug in their beds. I held her and thought of how tiny she was, and how fast she is growing. Somehow, our family didn't become our family until she arrived. The perfect ending. The missing piece. I almost can't remember us without her.