My dear baby, continue to be full of determination, drive. Thrilled at the idea of standing, you wobble, climbing your way upright, then let go, so very focused. You fall on ya bum, a gaping mouth smile as I wisk you away and we roll over kissing in celebration. We take turns being silly and making each other laugh. We play with bath toys in bed and forget to wear bibs. You want to run, not crawl, but are content to be carried in my arms or the sling for hours. You desire all food and show signs of a temper when I won't let you eat my cake. Ahem...cut the cake, ma.
And as the sun was getting ready to debut today, I pressed my palms up your small, strong back. Trying to wake you softly, pushed back your hair, whispering and kissing sleepy cheeks. You reminded me of a teenage boy, stretching and nuzzling back into the bed. Dim, morning light had began to peak in the window and I knew we were late, again. Somehow I knew you realized how much I would miss you today. Thanks for understanding, keep growing baby A.