Dear Sweet Boy,
Today you turned 10 weeks old. That’s double digits; and it’s flying. I knew it would, everyone tells you it does. Heck, I know that because your big sister is turning into a teenager over night. They keep telling me it goes even faster the second time around. They keep telling me not to blink and to treasure each moment. I’m not exactly sure who “they” are, but they were right.
Your wrinkly forehead and baby scowls have given way to full blown smiles and sweet baby coos. Your little birdie legs have gained some rolls that are perfectly squeezable, which I do all day long. I spend hours looking and wondering what color your eyes will be. I was sure you were going to be my first blue-eyed babe, but I see the brown creeping in. I’m mourning your full head of hair, now you’re starting to resemble a balding little man. Don’t worry; your long eyelashes keep us all distracted.
Even though my heart is already grieving all the firsts that have flown us by, my heart is full to the brim with excitement for what is to come. No matter how hard I try, I can’t bottle you up at this age forever. But we have so much to keep looking forward to. You just giggled for the first time this week and it was heavenly. I can’t wait for your first toothy smile, first steps, first days at school and so much more. Watching you and your big sister interact is fast becoming my favorite thing. You love to watch her silly dances and she loves to tickle you. My prayer is that you as my second born, know how truly you complete our family. We didn’t know how much we needed your calm sweet demeanor until you arrived. You have brought more sweetness into our lives then we ever could have imagined.
So, baby boy, if I time refuses to slow down then lets embrace each season together, shall we? Each new day with your earth side is a privilege and I’m so honored you chose me to be your mama. Let’s take in each moment, always making time for more cuddles, more laughs and more kisses. We have still have so much to accomplish together.