Dear Luke

 

I love your yummy baby smell and nuzzling my nose on your fuzzy head.

I love your little baby coughs. 

I love the way you look at me and the way you place your tiny hand on my chest when I feed you.

I love how I can console you and bring you comfort when you're having a bad dream.

I love your infectious smiles and the coos that follow them.

I love the way you kick only your right leg when you get really excited.

I love that your tongue is always sticking out.

I love to watch you admire your daddy and follow his every move with your curious eyes.

I love your dramatic yell you let out after I pick you up because you want to be held.

I love that you are a cuddlebug.

I love your adorable double chin and all your squishy baby rolls that accompany it.

I love the way you sleep with your hands up over your head.

 I love how I can hear you all the way from another room when you are sucking on your pacifier for dear life.

I love watching you grow and develop your personality, and hope that I do right by you as your mama.

I love that Matt and I created you, and that you are our sweet baby forever.

I love you.