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I came home on a Friday evening after being gone from the kids and baby for almost four hours.  I walked in and up the stairs of our spit level home, and Mari sat on the sofa, cuddling with the baby.  She sat next to him, reclining on his chest while his left arm framed her and hand draped over her chubby tummy.
"She's shaking.  She just started shaking." He said.

I looked down at her and her relaxed position had electrified.  She looked straight at me with big eyes and a huge smile, arms and legs waving like a crazy Furby.  Mari held her, but everything about her posture screamed out, "Mom! Pick me up!"

I think her body shook with pure love.  Her enthusiasm reflected adoration untainted by any experience of harm or pain.  These motions, expressed the most naive and innocent form, what it feels like to love someone down to your core, and to not be afraid of that love.

And I decided that's what I want to provide, I want to give this baby everything she needs so that she can love fully and innocently.  Right now, while she's so little, her wants and needs overlap and her little heart looks like a transparent diamond.  It takes the color of whatever stands in the background, but it looks unique and beautiful in its own right, and it glitters a rainbow spectrum back at you.

Seeing her get into Happy Baby Pose for the first time brought me more excitement than any other milestone this far! I took a pic, uploaded it, nstagramed it, facebooked it, now blogged it, recorded it in the baby development app. #yogamoms #modernparents. lol!