Baby Boy,
I don't know if it's possible for me to write even a sentence to you without crying. My heart swells with joy and love whenever I think of you. When I see your beautiful smile (which you give me whenever you see me), I want to pick you up and snuggle you like crazy. And that, of course, would make you squirm and whine because you're just not a snuggler. Thank God for your sister because I can't imagine not having at least one kid who snuggles!
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I wrote that first part one day after you turned 6 months old and am just now, when you're 6 months and 3 weeks old (11/21/12), getting back around to revisiting this blog post.
What I really want to say, Little Man, is that you are loved. You are SO loved. And I haven't been blogging because I've been soaking up the essence of YOU. You make me happy all the time. Your smile lights up the room and my heart. You delight in the smallest things like playing with a sock or seeing twitching fingers, ready to get you. You love to squeal and wiggle and I could play with you and just BE with you all day every single day.
So while I'm not writing a lot, it's because I'm spending time with you. I love being your mommy and if I could guarantee that every baby I ever have could be just like you, I'd have another ten.
Love,
Mommy
We’re not going anywhere.
2 days ago
1 comment:
Love. I can't believe he's almost 7 months old. I don't blame you for wanting to soak him in all you can. He's fantastic.
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