It’s been escalating all week, but every time I look at my daughter I get really emotional and overwhelmed at how amazing she is and how much I love her and how I’ll never be able to hold her or demonstrate my love hard enough to match how I feel inside. It’s not like in the sad way. I’m not sad at all that she won’t be the only one because we’ve had almost three years of being best buddies, and I don’t look at her little brother due in March as really taking away from that. I do think I’ll start to have some of those sad feelings of “these are our last days with her as an only child” once I get into my third.

But is anyone just having massive waves of affection and adoration for their first born? My heart could burst, and thanks hormones! I literally start crying and my eyes water and she’s gotten used to it and will come over and say “”Don’t cry. it’s okay, I’ll holdy. You’re my best friend forever. I luh you mostest, it’s okay. Okay?” Of course this is all in her sweet little toddler talk English, which just makes it cuter.