One more month before you’re a toddler
Tonight I am an emotional mess. Teething and sleep regression have robbed us of a good night’s sleep, but if I’m honest, since you were born, I no longer know what that means. 11 months have come and gone in a blink of an eye. 11 months of us getting to know each other outside my body. See before you were born I called all the shots, you went w ith me wherever I’d go. We were one, literally! Inseparable. Now you are growing and boy do you speak your mind (even if it’s baby talk). You are so independent, you’re silly and kind. You’re massive bear hugs are my favorite. I love that you are sensitive and cry when there’s only one in the bed (10 in the bed song) because he says he is lonely, you look up at me with your beautiful hazel eyes like you’re asking me to fix it. I love our morning walks and how much you love food. I love that your favorite number is tres (3) so you say it all the time. Your giggles.... your giggles melt my heart and make my whole day better. I knew moth...
