Guest Blog:

Juliana ft. Moxie

When I was pregnant, people told me about the unique and incomprehensible love I would have for my baby. I expected that. And I understand what they were all talking about. What I didn’t expect, however was how much I love her little hands. 
These little hands are so expressive…the way she reaches them up to me in search of comfort, the way she holds food, squishing it between her fingers and learning about textures. The way she grabs me and hugs me with the most intoxicating hugs I have ever felt, expressing her love for mommy in the only way she knows how. The way she sticks her fingers in my mouth, my nose, learning about the world. The way she rubs my arm when shes nursing. The way she reaches out with them in the middle of the night in her sleep, making sure I’m still there. Sometimes they’re sticky, and they’re grubby, and they’re dirty, but I just love them more than anything ❤