letters to my roo

How on earth did that happen so fast?

I remember how long it felt to reach 12 weeks of growing you. Every week felt like an age.

Now, today, here I am, looking at your little face, wondering how you got so big, so quickly.

You love to sit in your pram and watch me do things. You’re my little sticky beak. Nanny raced around her house with you yesterday in the pram and spun you around. You loved it.

You have these little shy smiles now, where you duck your head into your daddy’s shoulder whenever you’re seeing people and you’ve just woken up.

You are getting so so good at grabbing things. You roll onto your side, and today you even rolled onto your belly and pushed up on your arms.

Your cradle cap is slowly drifting away.

You love the bath, and today you loved how it felt when you kicked and splashed the water in your little seat. You love baby massages. You love kissy foot, curled to sit like a C in my lap, aiming your little feet at my mouth with a smile.

You’re curled up against me right now, noisily breathing your way through the first sleep of the night. Every time I look at you, I feel so overwhelmed with love, with this sense of being the most blessed woman in the world. How could I be anything but blessed, when I get to be YOUR mum?

I love you, my sweetest, most handsome, darling honey boy. You are my world.