Lydia is an incredible being. She loves to explore textures and sounds. She loves to be in motion. She finds so much joy in things I take for granted: shadows, cars driving by, the way wind rustles the trees.

I am beginning to see myself in her face, in her smile. She loves when we look in the mirror together and I wonder if she understands that we are two different people, or if she has not crossed that threshold yet.

She is sleeping better and better, and becoming more affectionate. She reaches up her arms for me to hold her, and she lays her head on my chest when she gets sleepy. She thinks Tata is the funniest person in the world, and he can get her rolling with laughter like nobody else.

It’s cliché for a reason. She is just so delicious. We are in love.