Dear William,
I have been your Mommy for two months now. It's pretty unbelievable how much life has changed, how much I have changed, in such a short period of time.
I can't believe that, no matter how exhausted I am, I'm actually happy to see the tiny human who wakes me up in the middle of the night.
I can't believe how captivated I am by you, how delighted I am by your smiles and coos, and how obsessed I can be by little things like how many ounces you eat or how many times a day you poop.
I can't believe that you seem to time those giant poops for 5 minutes after your Daddy leaves the house. Every. Single. Time.
I can't believe that caring for one little person can be so difficult. I can't believe that something so difficult can be so much fun.
I can't believe that I come up with new, ridiculous nicknames for you almost daily. Today it was "Punky Brewster", a take off of "punk", which I believe is short for "punkin'". It's sad that, though your name is William, you will probably grow up thinking that your name is "Buddy" if your Daddy and I have anything to do with it.
I can't believe how much I love you.
I love how you move your arms and legs like crazy whenever you're on your back. I sometimes think that you'd take off crawling if I just turned you over.
I love how you call for me whenever I leave the room. Thanks for calling and not crying.
I love how your eyes cross when you try to see the bubbles that you're blowing out of your mouth.
I love how you try to chew on your clothes as I slip them over your head to dress you every morning.
I love how your hungry cries quickly change to "yum yum" noises as soon as you start eating. I also love how you ball up your little fists and hold them tucked under your chin while you eat. It makes you look so earnest.
After I feed you right before bed, I love how you let out this enormous burp and then melt into my chest in a deep, peaceful sleep. That burp, by the way, seems like it should be way too big for someone so small.
I love how you can now be soothed just by the sight of Mommy or Daddy. It's amazing how quickly your wailing can change to smiling when we peek over the side of your crib. You're such a faker sometimes. :-)
I love how adding you to our family has made me love your Daddy more. I wasn't expecting that.
I am so thankful that the Lord picked us to be your Mommy and Daddy!
Love,
Mommy
