As earlier reported, KL and I left our hearts in Santa Fe, leaving HML in the trusting hands of Nana and Zadie. Thankfully she was spoiled rotten and giggled her way through the entire weekend, but while we were gone, I couldn't help but ask myself, would our daughter remember us when we returned home?
I knew she was capable. She remembers her Nanny, and nearly jumps out of her skin every morning when she arrives. She remembers Uncle AZ, and always reaches to him and happily accepts his kisses. But at the end of the day they always leave, it's a part of their relationship to her. For us it's different, she expects us to stay - we are her parents after all - and what kind of parents would leave their seventh month old.
*GULP*
The moment I first laid eyes on HML she looked different. Could she have really changed in three short days? The feeling felt foreign, but then I realized it - she was looking at ME differently. She slowly smiled, kinda, but mostly with her eyes, she spoke volumes. I'm on to you, and even though I am glad you're back, don't think I didn't notice!
And so it begins at seven months old, our first official meeting of the minds :)
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