To my eleven month old daughter,
Words cannot describe the infinite amount of joy you have brought into my life since you clamoured out of the sunroof. I knew time would pass too soon as it always does when you fall in love. I have been wiser this time as a second timer and I have savoured every moment, cherished every cuddle and worshipped at your cotside.
You have grown from a bundle that mewed in my arms into a beautiful baby who shrieks when delighted and smiles at the world.
Content for the time to sit and watch the clouds race by, crawling remains a mystery to you as you have the rest of the household at your beck and call. You point we fetch, you smile and we play, you cry and milk calms you. Tantrums are smoothed over as we cannot bear to hear you sob, you can play us all like a fiddle and we look pretty good dancing merrily to your tune.
You scared us silly not so long ago when your seizures began but the epilepsy seems to be kept at bay with medication and we can breathe without fear again.
We longed for you to complete our family and never dared to dream you would make us all so happy.
I think you have changed me for the better, I am calmer now, keen to try different ways of parenting and I delight in the time I spend with all my three children.
To my eleven month old daughter, keep taking your time to grow, we have forever to rush around. Sample life slowly, taste it and savour its delights. Keep laughing the days away and please try to sleep through the night.
I love you precious thing,
She whose tummy you used to live in