Tonight after a bath with your brother, I held you snugly with your head on my left arm and toes to my right. I had a bottle and a blanket for you. That's how you relax before bed, you rub the blanket on your cheeks, over your eyes and usually leave it covering your face. I pull it down so I can see you. I play with your toes and look at your blond locks, they're so curly and soft. Everyone says you look like me.
I sang you a few songs and thought about how you're ten months old now. You're ten months old and can barely hold a bottle yourself. For every feeding I held you close, you never had to learn. It makes me feel good.
I walked into your room today and you were standing in your crib. You only started crawling a month ago. You say "Da Da" a lot and "Mum." Da Da was your first word though.
Seeing you makes me smile, and when you lay your head on my shoulder it melts my heart. You are my youngest child... take your time.
Love you always,