peas and toes

i was watching a video of M's first few days, one that we took at the hospital. she's practically a stranger. how can i have forgotten so much already (but not the birth part, thankyouverymuch)?

i try to remember what we've already gone through, but it's like an eraser is growing in my brain. kind of terrifying. i wonder if i forgot just as much of life before, but now care a bit more and am just frustrated? whatever.  not the point.

the things i do remember (so far):

dancing hands. 
i think she has my hands. long fingers. ever since week 1, she has put her arm in the air and twisted her hands like little ballerinas on the end of her wrists. when she's intentionally trying to touch or grasp something, she might as well be wearing boxing gloves, but the times when she's not thinking are the times where her hands dance.

peas and toes. 
her little toes are the size of sweet peas and just as delicious. she seems to always present her feet at the perfect place for kisses. i love baby feet.

noises.
she still doesn't really belly laugh. her laugh is so funny. like she's pushing it out but it's heavy. but she does a great "most annoying sound in the world." and i know it's not a word, but she does say "meh, meh, meh." which is "mama" in my ears.

toys
she likes them all. for 8.5 seconds, then she wants anything that isn't a toy. iPhone, pen, coffee cup, computer, remote control, vacuum cleaner, cat, stroller wheel, electric cords. now that she's crawling, it's an adventure. 

firsts. 
this is good. i remember first meal, first sit up, first crawl, first noises, first teeth, first sleep through the night, first airplane ride, first time she bit me on the nip, first day with the babysitter, first fall, first self-feeding face-stuffing. since there are so many firsts, it's good that something is staying in my brain.