dearest little peanut,
last saturday you turned 1 month. 1 month...already?? it seemed like just days ago when i held you in my arms for the very first time. i want time to slow down so i can savor each and every moment with you (well...except for the times when you've peed on me or when i have to change your poopy diapers). i don't even mind the "sleepless" nights, because i can be close to you.
i look forward to the exciting milestones you have ahead of you, but at the same time i don't want to let you go. part of me wants to hold on to you with all my might and keep you from growing up. but another part of me can't wait to see what God has in store for you.