Waking up with Dags

Little Jail Bird

I have a lot of favorite things about Dagny. One of them is hearing her in her crib after she's woken up. Sometimes she's sitting down facing the wall mumbling to herself. Most of the time she's standing up like this yelling for me to realize she's awake. 

That little crinkly nose. I can't stand it. 

Waking up with Dagny is as sweet as putting Dagny to sleep these days. I turn out the lights, put her ocean noise maker on, and play Somewhere Over the Rainbow sung by my sister Clementine. Dagny calmly rests her head on my chest and makes little, peaceful noises. Tonight, she tilted her head back and looked at me. I gave her a kiss on the cheek close to her mouth, and she laughed the quietest laugh, smiled, and closed her eyes. I cried. I love her so much and thank Jesus for this sweet gift of being her mama.