daymaker

Dear Bella Beana Ballerina,

You are 11 months old today, which means that in the year 2010, the earth is moving on its axis at approximately 736 times faster than it has in the history of the universe.


You are
shine
bright
smile
give
heal
strong
real
chub
grasp
gnaw
soft
cuddle
light
simple
hold
feel
true.


In other words, you are a daymaker.

You bring joy. Reliably. Assuredly. Openly.

To everyone.


Your soft hands grow sharp nails fast. Your sharp nails dig into neck waddles and nearly rip lips off. You explore by feeling - testing, rubbing, scratching, scraping. Holding.

Your eyes love to look at faces. Every human makes you smile. Every one. And then... you make every human smile.


You are
brilliant
warm
desirable
gazing
lovely
wise
peace.


You sit, you roll. You're not tearing up the house or pulling into standing. You're not feeding yourself or even taking bites. You sit, you accept, you churn out smiles. Continually. Daily. Hourly.


You sleep. You cuddle. You nurse and take a bottle. You hair had a growth spurt. You have paintbrush piggies. You grasp your toes. You are surrounded by a multitude of supporters, lovers, people changed and put in awe by you.

I am awed by you.

You are
perfect
my daughter
my baby
extra baby
long nuzzles
fat hands
fine hair
cornflower eyes
patient.


I love you, Mirabel!

Love,
Mama