To My Littlest

As I write this, it is a Thursday afternoon in October, and I have just put you down for a nap. You didn’t fight me today. Bouncing in your jumperoo, sitting up and playing with your nesting cups, and constantly smiling that sweet smile of yours must have tired you out.

You curled into me easily, paci securely in your mouth and your tiger lovey tucked in your arms. I nuzzled my chin against your soft skin and gazed down at you, marveling at just how big you’ve gotten in such a short amount of time. Where did my tiny little boy go?

It took you and me a little while to get started. Our connection was a little hard to come by, what with your slightly more challenging nature than your brother when you were first born. But we both settled down and got more comfortable with each other, and oh how close we have become. I melt every time you smile at me, which is quite often these days, and I do believe the feeling is mutual. Sometimes it seems like you reserve your biggest smiles for me.

I didn’t think it was possible to love another person as much as I love your daddy and your big brother. How could my heart ever expand enough to include a third? Boy was I wrong.

You are a complete joy. Your smile is infectious, your temperament so good-natured, your personality so lively and vibrant. I just love being around you.

I love you so much, little one. You have captured my heart more fully than I ever could have imagined.

I am so proud to be your mama.