Relishing Della

There is something about a newborn. 

Their tiny features, little grunts, fresh, sometimes sour smell.

Each expression she makes I want to hold on to, how she looked, how I felt. 

I try, pathetically really, to capture that all in a picture.  I don't expect anyone to appreciate them but me, and maybe Andy. 

 

But here is my Della, 5 days old.

 

Even her flipping me off seems so innocent.

 

Love you baby girl.