Since the day we found out that this little darling was a girl, both Daddy Mock and I have had some hesitation on whether we would enjoy a girl as much as we do our boys... sounds sad and pathetic, but it's the honest truth. Of course we knew we would love her just as much as them, but we just didn't know what to expect.

Three days into it and she has won us over completely. I can't seem to hide the grin when I hear my husband speak to her and call her "Sweetie". I love how she already adds such a sweet peace to the household, a balance that I wouldn't imagine can happen already, this soon.

I have been told over and over by my friends as I doubted my ability to mother a daughter that it would just happen, and she would instantly be "my girl"... and that it did. She is my sweet girl. She's truly an angel, so alert, looking into my eyes... to compare her to the early days with each of the boys, I can already tell how much more responsive she is than they were. She makes expressions, lifts her little distinct eyebrows, and turns her head to look around. It's as if she's trying to converse with me already, planning our sweet schemes on how to work her Daddy over...

A word about him, aka: Dr. Daddy Mock, Baby Catcher... as I'm resting in my bed, I can see him with both of his boys outside my glass door. They're talking about something, although I can't quite figure out the context. What I do see is two little guys that absolutely adore and admire their father. They're both so different in character, yet they seem to be so much a part of him. As I am sitting here, alone, while my daughter sleeps and my men are outdoors, I can't help but be utterly amazed at the beauty of this family God has given me.

Is it that obvious that I am still in a post-birth-high/hormonal state? I'll take it! I'll take it over pregnancy any day!