love

im lying in bed, almost asleep. To the left of me is my baby boy, sound asleep with his left hand lying right on his cheek and his right arm straight next to his face. He's 3 months old today sleeping in a long one-sie that reads "I love Mommy". I hope those words are true. What I do know is true is that his mommy for sure loves him. The bassinet, that once seemed to big for him, is quickly becoming to small for him to sleep in as he stretches his body ending up just inches away from the top and bottom. I can hear him breath, oh how I love that sound. He is no longer a newborn, growing bigger everyday. 

He now stares into my eyes then lights up with the biggest smile. He now holds his own head up & stands like a big boy. He now plays, coo's and caa's and somedays I swear it sounds like he says maaam! Even though he is growing more alert, more playful and more energetic, he wants me even more! Screaming as if his lungs about to explode... Im the one who soothes him. Fussy when passed around the family... instantly content when I hold him. Call me selfish, but I wouldn't have it any other way. 

Somedays... it feels like I cant hold him long enough, squeeze him tight enough or kiss him often enough. The love I have for him is overwhelming & its unbelievably growing deeper & deeper everyday. I know this moment, right now all snug asleep in his bassinet, will soon be a distant memory. He will only get bigger but no matter his size... I think I will always stare in amazement at him. 

He will always be my baby, my best friend and the most amazing journey I've ever been on.