my dearest baby.

My darling baby. 

You are growing so quickly. For ten whole months I carried you inside of me, helping you grow and get ready to meet us. You've almost been on this Earth longer than you were in my belly. Now I hold you every night, revel in you every day. You are the closest thing to me; an extension of my very being. Every day I find something new I love about you. A new curl in your hair, a new sound you discover.

I wonder about you, who you will grow to become. How much of you will end up being me, and how much of you will be your daddy? Will you be wild like your mama, carefree without a worry in the world? Or will you be your papa, paying attention to every detail, never missing the smallest thing? How much of you will be your very own creation? Even the way you turn the page in a book is so beautiful and unique.

Whatever you become, whatever you grow to be, know that we love you and cherish you for it -- for every quirk and oddity, any and every beautiful flaw. We will find every bit of you perfect, we will love you absolutely, and always try to have as much patience as we did when we sat up with you all night. We cannot wait to discover the perfect person you are destined to grow to be, watching you learn and grow and blossom as you make your very own mark on this world.

I am so excited to meet you again every single day.

Xoxo,

Mama bird