Dear Owen,

Its midnight, and I'm feeding you once again. As tired as I am, I always enjoy looking down into your beautiful face as you eat. Usually during these late night feedings it's the lamp on the nightstand that has your undivided attention. That face is one of my favorite. Your sleepy eyes trying so hard to stay awake. We're watching the TV show The Office for the billionth time, you should be able to quote the whole show once you start talking. As many times as I've had these moments, it wasnt until tonight that I realized how much you've grown in just a short month. My heart, full of joy with how perfect life is, broke a little. You're growing so fast. I feel like at this rate, you'll be in k5 before I can blink. I can only hope and pray that this crazy world does you right. Your tiny smiles make every tiring moment worth it. Your coos make me so happy I almost cry every time. I hope we can raise you to be a kind and respectable gentleman. I hope we can show the right paths to take. I hope you never have to see bad in the world. I know I cant protect you forever, but I'm going to try. You'll always be my little nugget. My perfect little precious person. Stay little for me just a while longer. I dont mind the late nights, the diapers, the spit up, or the crying. I know you're only a month old but my goodness, you're already a month old! I love you more than I knew possible.

Love,

Mommy