Dearest Ollie,
Never did I realize, after all those months, and hours holding you on my chest, you asleep, me barely awake, that there would be a time you wouldn't find complete comfort in my arms. 😞
Okay, I did realize... which is why I held you for so many hours on end. But I didn't realize it would end so soon. 😞
I loved those hours upon hours, (until I REALLY had to pee) and often miss them. I miss your drunk milk faces. I miss your little bird noises when you were hungry. I even miss how you fell asleep last week, curling into a little snail after stretching on your back like a kitten. (since this week you changed into a belly sleeper.) (when you actually slept.)
But my gosh, do I ADORE YOU. I adore your personality, and your silliness, and your HUGE gummy smile. I often think of those smiles while going to sleep and then I smile while I think of you. (Which was silly b/c you usually wake up right afterwards and I never get to sleep.) 😉
Seven months ago, after MANY hours in labor, you were out in the world... and I was TERRIFIED of you. Now... I'm just terrified that you're going to be mobile soon.
So for now, I will wake you up early, when you're still sleepy, just for the chance to snuggle you again. The way we did for hours on end when you were just a wee lad.
I love you so so so much. Happy seven months birthday my little bird.
Love, mama bird