Fact: She is a deeply, devastatingly beautiful child.
Everything about her is perfection. Her round, liquid eyes. Her petite button nose. Her exquisitely defined lips. Her impossibly long lashes. Every detail about her is intentional - God delighted in crafting her, down to every last immaculately shaped ringlet.
I love the way her neck arches up into her head. She looks like royalty and often, I feel silly and plain in the presence of such dramatic beauty. And it's more than her physical features... it's the expressions she wears on them. Such grace and poise. Such depth and knowing. She is 14 months... going on 30 years.
Daniel is a beautiful child - we are constantly told how incredibly handsome he is. Fernando and I have spent countless hours admiring the unlikely genetic truth: Something THAT beautiful came out of US. But still, he came from us. He is beautiful in a familiar way.
Violet is a kind of beauty my genes wouldn't know what to do with. She is the definition of femininity. Every pore oozes sophistication and (strange as this may sound) sensuality. She is still so petite even after gaining weight, and the absence of baby fat has left her body delicate and shapely for a toddler. Her legs and arms are long, lean and muscular. Her waist is narrow - my two hands easily wrap around it.
Tonight, as I rocked her, I got lost in her sleeping face. My brain just couldn't process the amount of beauty I was beholding.
I love that baby more than I ever dreamed I could. I already treasure the little girl she's becoming. And I cannot wait to get to know the sophisticated, smart woman I can already see in her eyes.
She has brought a whole new level of beauty into my life.
1 comment:
Carrie Fay,
I've gone through just about every post on both of your children's blogs and a LOT of them made me cry but this post is by far the most beautful. You could not have picked a more fitting name for such a post and such a child. She is "Beauty" her face and her life can both testify to that!
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