sunshine came softly

not too much happened yesterday.  this is the sort of look ava was giving me all day.  can you imagine the sort of sounds that issue forth from someone with this sort of look?  it wasn't good...the kind of day when motherhood doesn't seem quite the joy it was reputed to be.  and then, rocking my baby to sleep, she reaches up and strokes my hair the way i often do to her. 
looks and sounds?  who cares? 
this IS joy.
i love you, my bean.