The Life of Lori Lynn

Dearest Reese,
I just wanted to inform you of a few things and apologize for some others in this letter here. So FIRST, I would like to tell you that I am sorry that I pushed you out of that warm womb and into this crazy household. I know you miss being curled up into the fetal position because everytime I try and burp you, you get in that position thinking that I might just put you back. Not gonna happen. And I know you miss your pool and your rope. I am certainly sorry that you feel like a bobble head right now. Your neck will be stronger soon and mommy wont let your head fall off. I am also sorry that its hard to uncross your eyes sometimes. Just know you wont see double for long. You do not have two mommies. And you WILL get control of your arms and legs soon. I am sorry that you were pulling your own hair tonight and you did not know how to stop. That was sad. i am also sorry that the inside of my upper arms and my neck dont produce milk. I know you think they do, but they dont. So, I am NOT sorry that I want to kiss you non stop. I just love your little expressions and your little newborn noises, even when they wake me several times a night. i love that you try to suck on Leah's face everytime she holds you and that you give your two big sisters smiles even if its just gas. That makes them so happy. I love the peach fuzz that covers your body and every perfect finger and body part. I love that you have one of your Daddy's dimples on your right cheek. You are so lucky because I always wanted a dimple. Thank you for being a sweet , peaceful and perfect little person who has made me calmer and want to be better. I love you Reese...more than you will ever know. Love, MOM