…is sacred time.
You are nine months old this week and right now you are napping. As I reflect on the past nine months, it’s hard for me to fathom how far we’ve come. You and me. Being your mom adds a dimension to my life I never imagined. I work on my relationship with you every day, son. Some days I am really good at it and other days I feel I am lacking whatever it is you need that will help you.
These early months have been filled with laughing days, learning days, crying days and just-there days. We wake up with your smiles and giggles. And we go to sleep with your suckling snuggles. The hours in-between are always an adventure.
Last week, you started to crawl and soon you will start walking by yourself. With every new stage, your dad and I are so excited and proud of you. We try to protect you and yet not overprotect you. And sometimes we get it wrong. So, we adjust and move forward.
I just wanted to take a few moments of this sacred time to let you know how much I love you and how every day I feel lucky to be your mother.