Dear Baby,
Nine months ago I could never imagined how much smilier, sillier and sweeter life could be. Nine months ago I was 40-weeks pregnant. I decided it was time to document my swollen belly one more time because you were due any day. 24 hours later daddy would be driving us to the hospital where you took your sweet old time making your debut another 24 hours later.
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| 40 weeks pregnant, 4-days old and nine months old |
And now look at you! You are a little tiny human. A real person. You have your likes and dislikes, and more personality than you could imagine being contained in one little baby. You are a ravenous eater and love your meat and potatoes. You turn everything into a musical instrument and sing and groove along to the music you make. You always smile, even when you are sad. You are barely a baby anymore, but you will always be my baby.
You have grown so much in nine months and I have too. My heart has grown bigger than I thought possible. I have said "I love you," more in these nine months than I have my entire life.
For 18 full months I have known you, nine months in and nine months out. And in knowing you, I know myself so much better. I know myself as a mom now, and it is hard to remember that life existed before you.
Love, Mom
