the5th

on July 5th at 7:41 pm we were at Ala Moana Mall foodcourt decided between Chinese, Italian, or the Paradise Cafe. Paradise Cafe won (and I highly recommend it). Gwen was sucking on my right forearm, which is evidently quite tantalizing to the taste buds because she eats it quite often. and tonight (or the night of the 5th, rather) it served as her 3 mo. birthday treat. Yes, Gwen is 3 months old.



this morning around 5 as i was feeding her i was thinking back to this time last year and though i realize this sounds absolutely nuts, i was trying to remember what Gwen was doing developmentally this time last year (just call it a postpartem mental lapse). of course, i quickly realized she was not here this time last year and the thought really ... i don't quite know how to put it ... surprised me.




of course she wasn't here last year - duh. it's just that i feel so connected with her. i feel like we've always been the best of friends. i feel like she can always make me happy, in any situation or circumstance. has it really only been 3 months? and at the same time, is she really already 3 months old?



my love for Gwen is so tremendous. the emotion itself is almost too much for my body to contain. i feel as if i could burst into a thousand little bits of love-filled happiness. i am so eternally grateful for her. to have been given the privelege of being her mother. she is such a beautiful person: so full of peace and calm.



Gwen, I love you.