Hello again, sweet boy.

Another month has gone by.  I feel like I wrote my last letter to you yesterday.  I only wish the time would go by slower so I could spend more days with you.

This month, you got to meet Nana and Grumpa.  They loved you SO much… and you loved them!  I still can’t believe how quickly you warm up to strangers, with a smile and then with play.  They bought you some amazing gifts for Christmas  – a ball pit, and a giant teddy bear.  I don’t think you could have been happier.

You’ve been doing some major growing this month, son.  You’re 31 inches tall!  And 21 pounds.  Everyone that meets you tells me how BIG you are for just 10 months old.  You’ve been cruising around the house, holding on to every object you can find, trying to walk but not quite ready yet.  You’ll be running around with us chasing after before we know it.  You talk all the time, just like your mum!  A little blabbermouth.  Daddy loves it.  You make him laugh all day.  And in just a few days, you’ll be experiencing your very first Christmas!  We are so excited.

You still don’t sleep, my baby boy.  It gets harder and harder as you get older and older.  You get so frustrated with us, and can’t communicate, so you pinch.  I dearly hope that’s something you grow out of.  Daddy handles you with patience better than I do right now, so he’s been loving you to sleep every night.  You love your daddy so very much… always full of smiles and laughs when you see him.

Ronan, you clap and cheer!  You crawl so fast, and you LOVE to throw things.  Flint is still your favorite toy, and you laugh when you chase him.  You HATE getting dressed, and you would rather crawl around without a diaper on than anything else in the world.  Bathtime is always so much fun.

You are an amazing little human, Ronan.  I’m lucky to be part of your life.

Love,

Mum.

Wow.  I can hardly believe I just wrote those words.  8 months old?  Son, you are 8 months old today.

You have been a part of my life for these few short months, and yet I feel like I have always known you.  I can’t imagine a day or a time before you, I can’t remember when I didn’t know you.  Every day, I get to enjoy our world through YOUR eyes.  I never knew Cheerios could be so much fun, or how hilarious our dog is.  I love getting to see your eyes light up when Daddy gets home, and how happy he is to see you.  I get to wipe your sloppy kisses off my cheek, and unwrap my hair from your tiny fingers.

These last few weeks have been so hard on us, Ronan.  We think you’re never going to learn to sleep, and you make us CRAZY sometimes.  Daddy and I trade you back and forth, trying to calm you down, to settle you into bed… but you fight!  You are just as stubborn as we are!  No matter how tired we get, or frustrated, no matter how badly we want you to go to sleep; we still enjoy every single moment we get to play with you.  Sometimes I’m glad that you are awake because I miss you when you’re sleeping.

You are almost ‘big boy’ crawling now, even though you scoot around on the floor at a hundred miles an hour!  You love to sit on your knees and play with books.  Any time you can stand up, you will – at the couch, at the TV, at the baby gate.  You fake laugh all of the time, and it makes me laugh.  Then you laugh at me because I’m laughing!  Your favorite thing in the world is Meet The Robinsons.  You watch so intently, and couldn’t care less if we put something else on.  I don’t mind, because I like the movie too.  I want to watch it with you when you’re older, and see if you still think it’s great.  You LOVE food, Ronan.  Any time you see me or Daddy eating, you open your mouth.  “Food goes HERE, Mum.”  If we don’t share with you, you let us know that you aren’t happy about it.  You hate the vaccuum, and can’t STAND to have your diaper changed.  You chase the cat everywhere he goes, but he always seems to be one step ahead!  I LOVE to go up and get you when you wake up from a nap;  you’re always standing at the side of your crib with a huge grin on your face, and you hug me SO tightly when I pick you up.

I love you more than words can say, Ronan.  I can’t wait to watch you grow up, to see what excites you, to help you learn and grow.  I can’t wait to teach you things, and share every single day with you.  And even as I say those words, I want you to stay my little baby boy forever.  I’m not ready to give up my cuddles and coos.  You are already so independent.  Please don’t grow up too fast.

Love,

Mum.