Dear William tucker.

For the past two and a half years I have spent the majority of my life with a precious blue eyed boy latched to my chest.

Dear William,

Its hard to believe how fast time has gone by. It seems like just yesterday I was a very anxious, determined new mommy. I remember sitting in the bed staring into your sweet baby face with tears rolling down my cheeks. I had no idea what I was doing, and at three weeks old I almost gave up. I'm so thankful I didn't. Everyday for the past 24 months I held you in my lap. I have watched you grow From a helpless tiny newborn, to a crazy rambunctious little boy who is now potty trained and speaking in full sentences. I tried weaning you at 12 months, and then again at 13 months when we found out you were going to be a BIG BROTHER. You weren't ready, and neither was mommy. I nursed you throughout my entire pregnancy. It wasn't easy, it was very uncomfortable, but it was worth it..and I'd do it a million times over. I look forward to hearing your tiny feet coming down the hall and into my bed in the morning after daddy leaves for work. You usually tug at my shirt, and with a sleepy little voice you say "milk, mama." Here lately I hear you running into my room to tell me you have to go pee pee. We have spent so many hours laying around doing absolutely nothing but cuddling and reading books, or singing songs. You will forever be mamas cuddle bug. Our nursing days are coming to an end. Truth is, I will never be ready for this...you will always be mommy's baby! You're a big boy now though, and its time.