9 months

I carried you for 9 months inside and now you have been in the wide world yourself for the same amount of time. I remember all the months before that, when I would hope and wish and beg to be pregnant. It seems a lifetime ago. But I also remember how it felt to fail. To want something so badly and it just not to happen. Every month my hopes would soar-I was sure this was it-- and then crash back to reality-no baby. Yeah-it sucked.
But now, look at us! I, people, everyone says: "it goes so fast" and it does! The little baby is gone and my BIG boy is here. I love your giggle and even better your belly laugh. Every morning you wake up with a smile. Your Dad rarely lets me get you up-because he loves so much to go in and see you first thing. I can just see you kicking your legs and wiggling like a little worm when he goes in to get you up. We never know what corner of the crib you have squirmed into. You often have your blanket or stuffed animals draped over your face when you sleep. I always worry you're going to smother yourself but you are quite happy with them all over you.
It is so cool to see you try to crawl. You can now turn around in a circle on your tummy and can move backwards. The determination to move forward is there, just need to get those legs moving in the right way. You love your music. When you try to sing along with the tv or us it is so sweet. When I drive with you in the car, you always laugh or sing to a fun song. When we gor for walks you love it when the wind blows in your face, it cracks you up. It's all so new and exciting for you and to experience it all with you is the greatest. There are just so many little things, every day that make me wonder what I did before now. Monkey, you are the light of my life.

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