Littlest Man,
I'm with you all day long, holding you, kissing you, feeding and changing you. I dress you and read to you. Cuddle you and sometimes I even ignore your cries when you're in bed fighting the sleep that you so desperately need (I feel so bad, though!). Some days Momma gets a bit burnt out, but one twinkle in your eye paired with one smile on your lips and you hold my whole heart in your chubby, milk-stinky, grubby little hands.
And just when I think that I couldn't possibly love you any more, your Daddy comes home and holds you. Seeing you in his arms, a different perspective from the first half of day that lays behind us, makes my heart swell and puff and fill to the tippy-top with more love than I ever knew existed.
You are amazing, little boy. You a perfect work of art and I am so thankful that I've been chosen to be your Momma.
Forever and always,
Momma.
Precious.
Posted by: Joyful Sparrow | 09/30/2011 at 09:12 AM
That was so sweet.
Posted by: Chelsey | 09/30/2011 at 11:02 AM
Such a sweet sentiment. I love this.
Posted by: Caitlin | 09/30/2011 at 11:13 AM
That first photo is absolutely gorgeous! It says so much!
Posted by: Kristin W | 09/30/2011 at 03:07 PM