Three months

Isabelle is three months old today.  No longer a “newborn” in most regards.

It always takes my breath away, how quickly those days pass.

There are normal baby things I can comment on.  She is mostly sleeping through the night, and has been for a few weeks.  She likes to suck on her fist.  She loves to sit facing outward, to be a part of whatever is going on around her.  She gets cranky in the evenings, but is usually fast asleep before 10pm.  She is growing fast, though in typical Ruehle fashion, has very little baby chubbiness to her.  We still can’t figure our her eye color, so for now we say they are “dark”.  And in all of these things, we are so happy to watch this newest of our precious children begin to express her particular proclivities.

Beyond her milestones and mannerisms, though, is a heart unique to Isabelle.  She is the first of our children to stop nursing for the sole purpose of staring up at me with the biggest of smiles spread across her face.  Often, in her fussy moments, she is calmed simply by anyone smiling at her…and she responds in those moments with seemingly endless smiles and laughter of her own.  It’s not just that she’s entertained, either.  Though she clearly finds many things captivating, her smiles are almost always reserved for people.  I don’t know how much intentionality I can ascribe to her at three months old, but I feel certain that there is a love pouring out of my little girl that is remarkable.    I’m sure I’m biased…I can’t pretend to not be…but tears come to my eyes from the way she looks at me.  It’s like she is baring her heart for all to see and doesn’t know yet to be afraid or skeptical about how it will be received.  She just loves.  And that is absolutely beautiful.

 

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