It's two in the morning, my baby girl just fell asleep after fussing for hours. I am so tired and I was so frustrated but then, then I looked at her laying in my lap. Sleeping soundly, a smile running across her face every now and then and that is when my frustration melted away. I felt less tired and all I want to do now is look at her. Soak her in and try to store every detail of her cute pudgy face in my memory. She is only six weeks old but she is so different already. She has more character, more life and if it is possible she gets more and more beautiful everyday. I know this wont last and in a flash she will be starting school, then graduating and before I know it she will be where I am now, looking at her new baby. So I am savoring this moment with her. Ok I was savoring the moment but it is way passed my bedtime and I am going to try and put this little one in her bed.