Maisie Made Me Cry

Today Maisie made me cry.  She has the power to do that sometimes.  After she was nice and full from eating, I just sort of cradled her in my arms (which she isn’t letting me do much anymore now that she is a big girl) while I looked around on the internet.  I thought maybe she had fallen asleep because she was so still and so I looked down to find her staring at me.  As soon as we met eyes, she smiled the biggest smile ever.  It made me giggle as well as tear up.  Sometimes I think she knows how much she is loved, but I doubt it as I never knew how much I was loved by my mom till Maisie was born.  The weird thing is everyday I think I couldn’t love her anymore than I do that day, then the next day rolls around and proves me wrong. 

My friend Kendall told me the other day that every stage that your baby goes through, you think to yourself that it couldn’t get any better than this.  That is definitely true to how we feel about Maisie.  She is such a blessing to our life.  I am still a bit worried about those teenage years though.  I doubt my mom was thinking that it was the best stage for me!!!  Sorry mom!  I am sure she could have posted a few blogs about me making HER cry, but not because the sweet smiles!


  1. Mom on March 8, 2007 at 6:32 am

    Jen, your post made ME tear up! I remember those times vividly, of not believing the gift God had given me in you and Amy. Regarding your teenage years, oh, there were humorous times from a parental perspective, but I don’t think you’d want them posted here! You have always been a delight…as Maisie will be to you.

  2. Jamie on March 8, 2007 at 8:16 am

    So sweet Jen!

  3. Ann on March 14, 2007 at 10:47 pm

    I can just picture how precious that was to look down at Maisie and see her smile at you — and what a pretty smile that is! May you never forget these priceless moments. She is such a wonderful gift from God.

  4. Jill Sinnott on March 16, 2007 at 10:52 pm

    This is all sounds so beautiful…yet I am still scared to death of parenting. Way to be brave Jen.

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