The following content has been rated GG (goody-goody and slightly gagworthy).
Spoiler alert- expect mother love and nothing else.
Ever since I saw that little button nose in the sonogram I knew you’d be the cutest person in the whole world. And while you weren’t the chubbiest kid ever born, the pearly luster of your nails, the curled up little toes that were even tinier than your father and I imagined, were perfect and and we couldn’t have asked for any more.
As you grew up you not only brought worry and fatigue in your wake but also an overpowering urge to keep you safe, cocooned and as a cherubic infant for all time since my life was that much prettier a place with those luminous eyes, the drooly mouth and the padded rump and the drunken baby gait you had while learning to walk.
Your high-pitched giggle, rapture at cartoons, utter joy at just spotting an ice cream is so pure, so unalloyed it makes me want to stop time and just watch you LIVE.
Trying to help you grow into your own person is a daunting task but one I embrace happily since I’m convinced that whoever you grow up to be…the moment I see you sleep with those beautiful long lashes almost grazing your face, I’ll be taken back to the image of my cherubic little man who made faces in his sleep and who held out plump little hands wanting to be lifted up for a hug and a kiss.
You are beautiful inside and out and I hope your dreams are beautiful tonight and always.
Your (Slightly Emotional) Mother
P.S: Sleep through the nights from now on wards and your mother will be emotional for totally different reasons altogether! XXXs&OOOs