Simplicity

Isn't it amazing how the simplest things can often possess some of life's greatest joys?

I am the mother of a 7-month old--a very verbal, inquisitive 7-month old :D. 

This is my first child, and I tell you, parenthood is something else. Each day is a brand new adventure. 

Lately, we've gotten into a "sleepy" routine. Short, sometimes long, sporadic naps during the day, supper and bath time around 7:30-ish, and bedtime around 8 to 9 at night. We've pretty much nailed this routine down pat, but it's the "let's wake up at different parts in the night, fall back asleep for a little bit and then wake up again shortly after that" that we still need to work on. As with all parents, I'm usually left exhausted and craving more sleep. But that's beside the point. 

Recently, I've been awakened to the sound of baby babble in the morning. Due to the want for more sleep, I often get frustrated, but ultimately, I laugh because it is so adorable :D. But this morning, in particular, Zelda (that's her name ^_^) caught my eye. Usually, when she wakes up,I pick her up, prop her on my stomach, and give her early morning smooches. This morning, I caught her staring intently at her left hand--twisting it as if she were holding an invisible batton. Soon after, she focused her attention on her right hand and began to twist "that batton" as well. After that, she looked up at me with this big, gummy grin as if to say, "look what I found 'muh-muh'." 

It was fascinating to watch because you could see the concentration on her face as she twirled her wrists around and around. As I watched her, I could read the excitement and wonder on her face. It was as if she discovered a new species of some sort. All I could think was how beautiful this moment was. It made me appreciate the simple things in life and how they contribute to it's beauty. On top of things it made me love my little chatterbox that much more.