9 months of mornings with you, of sharing smiles with you, of watching you fill my wife’s heart with your stare, warmth and look of love, of hearing you coo, babble, play with the pacifier, put yourself to bed, demand f our attention, and watch you play incessantly with a plastic water bottle as if it were the best toy in the world, of walking you in the stroller and watching you take it all, looking at all that came into sight.
9 months of sheer joy, of rubbing out eyes wondering if this is a glorious dream we are going to wake up from, dreading sometimes that you are too good to be true, that what did we do to deserve such a happy soul, one who is content to be passed around, one who give out ready smiles to anyone who smiles at him, one who has already stolen so many hearts and has already had thousands of pictures taken of himself by besotted family and friends.
It’s hard to imagine that we are counting months and what will happen when we get to years, but I do know our love for you will only grow (which is hard to imagine since we are obsessed with you already), and our desire to protect you, to teach you, to take you places will mean growth not just for you but for us as a family. And we cant wait for this adventure called you Zyan, our son.
Mama and Papa love you.
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