seven months

seven months. seven. where has the time went? wasn't it just yesterday that i was sleeping with you in my hospital bed, snuggling you, loving how you smelled, moved, all the noises you made? Wasn't i just fretting about your circ, that you wouldn't cry too much, that it would heal quickly? And look at you now sir luke-a-lot! you are a big healthy boy! you continually make me smile, you melt my heart with your spike-y hair and cheeks - both sets! you are super sweet and still tolerate me snuggling you, smelling your hair and rocking you to sleep on occasion. sometimes i need to rock you to sleep, sometimes you need me to rock you to sleep. you are a wonderful sleeper, a wonderful napper and an all around wonderful boy! happy 7 months little one. i have loved every day with you.