Beautiful Boy, I can’t believe you are three months old already. (Well, three and a half, now, but who’s counting).
I knew I wanted to be a mother, but I didn’t know how much I would love being a mom to you. I expected a certain amount of gritting my teeth to make it through these first months.
While I can’t say I have loved every moment, I can honestly say I have loved every day. I can’t imagine my life without your bright smile. You look at me like you know I really get you, and we have a secret inside joke. I want you to know that I always have your back.
Loving you is easy.
Life with you makes sense.
When you turned three months is when I thanked my psychiatrist for an ease I never thought I would enjoy.
I hope your life is even bigger than your dreams.
I can’t imagine not having the chance to love you the way I do.