Dear Baby

Dear Owen,

You're almost 6 months old. You're sitting in my lap, yes, sitting. You can sit now. I cant believe how big you are. You like all the foods I've let you try, which is a lot. You smile a lot, you laugh a lot, and you poop a lot. You like to play with water bottles because you see me drinking from them a lot. You'll throw your toy away and try your hardest to take that water bottle. You don't like to cuddle as much, I think you get too hot. You dont wake up during the night anymore. You don't cry when you wake up in the morning, you talk. I miss the cuddles. I miss them so much but you dont fit the same way on my chest like you used to. I didn't mind getting up in the night to feed you and change your diaper, but I let you sleep and watch you on the monitor. I love listening to you talk in the morning, you'll find a toy in your bed and start playing, but that means you dont need me right away. I miss you needing me more. I miss when you'd pass out on my chest everytime you ate. I miss your tiny cry. Your tiny hands. I miss the tiny clothes. The tiny diapers. I miss the tiny you. I miss you. Youte here in my arms and I miss you. You're growing too fast, one day you'll be a man and I'll miss you. But I do enjoy the new things you do. I enjoy the giggles, the smiles, and the playing. I love seeing you sit up and knock that water bottle out of my hands. I love it all. I love you. I wish I could slow time and make this stage last longer. But I'll enjoy it while it last. You'll always be my tiny snuggles.

Love,

Mommy