Dear Morgan,
Tomorrow you will be nine months old. And I have spent the entire day with feelings of “oh, it seems like just yesterday we….” and “I can’t believe how fast the time has…”. My heart is full.
This afternoon, daddy and I watched home videos of when you were brand new. My arms ached for that little body of yours nestled into my chest. How sweet you are to me. How wordless and eternal my feelings are for you.
Somedays it feels like I have no concept of time. I watch you grow and change and learn new things. We spend our days together running around, picking up toys, doing laundry, cooking. And then you take a tub and I kiss you ten thousand times and send you off to dreamland. The days just melt away. They do. When really all I want to do is keep them. How cliché to say I want time to stand still, but I do. I want to remember every single thing about each day and how you patted my back as I carried you around the house or how you climbed under your jumper toy to collect fallen snacks, then got stuck until I came quickly to your rescue. I want to remember how my heart overflowed this week when I realized you had really, actually learned to give real kisses to me. I want to remember how you look right this moment– sleeping in your blue pooh bear pajamas, snuggled up to your blankey, with your hair curling behind your ears. I wish I could scoop you up and hold you all through the night, while you are still, quiet. Dreaming. Just like I did when we were new, you and I.
I want to tell you that you make me the happiest. Those words are honest and they are from deep within. My heart is full of love for you. I hope you know that and feel that as I care for you each day, my sweet little boy, and I hope that you never forget it.
So, for tomorrow, happy nine months old, my sweet happy boy. Our lives are so very happy with you.
The purest of my love,
Tomorrow you will be nine months old. And I have spent the entire day with feelings of “oh, it seems like just yesterday we….” and “I can’t believe how fast the time has…”. My heart is full.
This afternoon, daddy and I watched home videos of when you were brand new. My arms ached for that little body of yours nestled into my chest. How sweet you are to me. How wordless and eternal my feelings are for you.
Somedays it feels like I have no concept of time. I watch you grow and change and learn new things. We spend our days together running around, picking up toys, doing laundry, cooking. And then you take a tub and I kiss you ten thousand times and send you off to dreamland. The days just melt away. They do. When really all I want to do is keep them. How cliché to say I want time to stand still, but I do. I want to remember every single thing about each day and how you patted my back as I carried you around the house or how you climbed under your jumper toy to collect fallen snacks, then got stuck until I came quickly to your rescue. I want to remember how my heart overflowed this week when I realized you had really, actually learned to give real kisses to me. I want to remember how you look right this moment– sleeping in your blue pooh bear pajamas, snuggled up to your blankey, with your hair curling behind your ears. I wish I could scoop you up and hold you all through the night, while you are still, quiet. Dreaming. Just like I did when we were new, you and I.
I want to tell you that you make me the happiest. Those words are honest and they are from deep within. My heart is full of love for you. I hope you know that and feel that as I care for you each day, my sweet little boy, and I hope that you never forget it.
So, for tomorrow, happy nine months old, my sweet happy boy. Our lives are so very happy with you.
The purest of my love,
for time and all eternity,
Your Mommy.
Hollie, I really just love that picture! It makes me want to have kids...right now! You are a beautiful mother, and I am so inspired by your talents and creativity! Hope you guys are doing well!
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