Ten Weeks

I Don't Love You Much Do I?
Just More than All the Stars in The Sky.

Dear Son,

Tomorrow you will be ten weeks old. Please tell me, where has the time already gone? You now very much have your own personality, quite mellow and laid back, but very capable of expressing your likes and dislikes. I couldn't count the times I've looked into your face, wondering all the while just what I was doing with life before you came along. I have so much meaning and purpose now - don't fret little one, I had purpose before you . . . mommy is strong - but you enrich and make whole that purpose - you strengthen it every day. You are nothing short of a miracle, and I sit - hopelessly in awe of your every breath.