The first of the milk drunk dribbles. The sweetness of those rosy lips and those soft round cheeks. All the goodness that make motherhood worth the sleepless nights and all too early mornings. I love the way Lucy and Anaïs chat and chat in the morning while I try to get in a few more minutes of rest before starting the day. The power of of sisters is more than I can hold in my hands and heart put together, it is quite beautiful. This baby already holds herself with strength, there is authority in her voice and a joy that is bright and fills the room, she smiles with her entire being including a little crinkle with her nose. She is ready to move and show the world what she can do. But for right now we are all enjoying the dependency in which she needs each and every one of us.