Happy 4 month birthday my sweet baby. I can’t believe that you’re a quarter of a year today. That seems so old, yet so young. These past four months have breezed by. I am trying to soak everything in, every little bitty thing you do I am filing it away. I don’t want to forget a thing. I don’t want to forget the way you stretch when I wake you up on the morning. Your arms above your head, shaking as you stretch from the night. I don’t want to forget your singing in the car – Oh, how I love that voice. I don’t want to forget your crazy, stiff “gorilla arm” going up and down when you get excited. Or your open, wet mouth that loves to be kissed. Oh how you love to be kissed. And I think that I probably kiss you 5 thousand times a day. Sometimes, even more. And I never want to forget that at 4 monhs to the day, your feet found their way to your mouth!
You are getting so big, so long, I think and hope that you will be tall like your daddy. Your eyes are just like your sister’s. Big and dark. And looking into them is like looking into your soul. It’s beautiful and pure. And those lashes, they are long and full and frame them so perfectly. Brother bear, I could just go on and on. You are beautiful. And sweet. And innocent. And loving. And you’re mine.
We had a picture taken at a Christmas party of our family. Our Family. You have completed us and made us whole. I can’t imagine what this upcoming Christmas would be like without you. Last year you we just found out that you were coming. You were many, many months away. And I had no idea how in love I would be with you just a short year later.
Happy Birthday my Baby Bugs.
I love you more today than I did yesterday but not more than I will love you tomorrow.
Love,
Your Mommy
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