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!…
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