Dear Mr. C,
When I got home from work tonight, you were already fast asleep.
Crashed out, as your daddy said.
It’s so hard to believe that a year ago you were still safely tucked
into my womb. You were our baby – we didn’t know if you were a boy or a girl.
While I hoped I’d be going into labor the next day (or hoped I was already in
labor), we didn’t know.
I can’t believe that you are almost one. It’s gone by way too fast!
I’m not ready for you to be a year old. I’m loving seeing your development and
am excited about each stage, but it doesn’t feel real that my baby boy is
almost one. How is that possible?
