Dear Bennett, I'm finding it difficult to believe that you are almost a year old. On this day last year, we took photos of you in my big belly. Thirty six weeks of pregnancy can do a number on mommies. I kept it together for the most part, though admittedly, I cried a time or two in public. The day I found out that you were on the way, I began to write you notes. Writing Continue Reading
A letter to my son at 9 months
Dear Bennett, Today is a very special day. Nine months ago today, a group of NICU nurses placed you in my arms for the first time. I looked into your slate blue eyes and I knew I had to eat crow. You see, before you, I didn't quite believe in love at first sight. I guess the joke is on me. The second I laid eyes on you, I was in love. So was your daddy. You have been our favorite gift Continue Reading
A letter to my son at 8 months
Little bear, You're a happy, giggly, growly, eight-month-old, with personality for days. You have a contagious belly laugh that gets everyone giggling; you rarely meet a stranger; and you're the sweetest baby I know. And I'm not just saying that because I'm your mom. Admittedly, I'm biased, but I cannot believe that I get to call you my son. You're a perfect little human with the uncanny Continue Reading
A letter to my son at seven months
Dear Bennett, As I sat on the couch the other night peeking into your crib on our video monitor, I became noticeably upset. Your dad asked me what was wrong. "He won't be a baby for very much longer." I lamented. Of course, your dad giggled since you've still got five months of infancy left (give or take a few months). If I've learned anything over these last seven months, it is that Continue Reading