eleanor jane, 9 1/2 months
each day, she moves me with her inquisitive, gentle ways. the simple joys in learning something new punctuate our days. she laughs and i feel my heart (literally, i feel it) open up more than i ever thought possible yet again. and when we explore the world, she watches, soaking it all up. those big blue eyes take it all in, and i think about how perhaps my role is to invite her to (never, ever) forget all that she already knows.