9 Months

Dear Luke,

Your 9 month birthday has now come and gone and I am sorry I am just now taking the time to sit down and write you:) As I have said before, the fact that you are already 9 months scares me. Let me explain why. 9 months has flown by at the speed of a jet plane. We are almost to that year mark were I technically don't have a "baby" anymore. That is a lie you will always be my baby. You will be my baby when you are in your terrible twos. You will be my baby when you are a 5 year old and testing my patience. You will be my baby when you are having babies of your own. I feel like we were just waking up at 11,2,5,7,etc every night and I still listen for your cry in the middle of the night before remembering you won't wake until morning. I still have to remind myself to fill your bottles up to 6 ounces instead of the 2 ounces you used to drink. I still try to squeeze you into too small clothes and tear up when I have to put them away. I love, love how you are growing into an opinionated, funny little boy but I am afraid of missing something as these stages get put behind us. Please do Mommy a favor and let me cradle you like a baby every now and then instead of squirming in my arms. Please let me savor these times because you have made Mommy and Daddy the happiest people in the world. I love you forever and for always my sweet boy.

Love,
Mommy