Three Months with Israelene Joy Nālani
I've recently made coffee without putting fresh coffee in the pot and was halfway through a watery, coffee tinted drink before I realized what happened. Yes, mom-brain is real! And while I never seem to be able to remember what it was I was looking for when I walk into a room, I don't ever want to forget how sweet and magical these first three months of Izzy's life have been. I want to remember the way her blue eyes surprise everyone and how when she locks those blues on you, you can't ever look away. I want to remember how she'll only speak to you once she knows that she has your full attention. I want to remember the way she tolerates her brother kissing her all day long and how she never tires of watching him run around. I want to remember her open mouth smile and how instantaneously it appears when she sees me. I want to remember the curl of her eyelashes, the softness of her skin, the smell of milk on her breath, and the way she drifts off to sleep in my arms.
