3 Months.

It was 3 months ago today that you completed our little family.

It’s surreal to think that this time last year our journey first began. You were starting your life inside of me. It’s strange to think that this time last year was the start of the longest 3 months of my life - the first trimester, where I prayed each day you’d be there at our 12 week scan. That you’d be ok and wondered if you’d be alone!

The past 3 months have been some of the most emotional months of my life. Full of happiness, worry, joy, fear, ambition, guilt, pride, frustration, surprise… You’ve made me feel a huge cocktail of emotions, some of which I’d never known. But for every negative mentioned a thousand positives outweigh them.

Everyone, especially your Daddy & I, are amazed at how far you’ve come. You’re going leaps and bounds ahead of those your age. Already rolling over and holding your weight on your legs. You’re such a strong boy. In fact you even sat up on your own for a few seconds today! You’ve yet to grab anything other than my clothes (and your Daddy’s chest hair!) but you can certainly keep hold of anything I put into your hand - rattles, Sophie the Giraffe, Sausage the rabbit, my fingers… And I’m still waiting on a proper laugh; right now we get the odd giggley noise and the ‘silent laugh’ but no belly laugh as of yet.

Your smiles and stories make my day, especially first thing in the morning when you can’t contain your happiness! You now lie in your cot beside me, babbling away and kicking your mattress to tell me you’ve had enough sleep and want to face the day. And you’re already ignoring your Mum when she asks for 5 more minutes... When your Daddy wakes up you smile uncontrollably - you just adore him!

Through the day you make me smile countless times. My heart fills with pride each time you make the music play from the tiger hanging above your playmat, each time you look around whilst playing to check I’m still there and even every time I put you for a nap and you settle yourself I feel pride for my clever little sausage.

Your hair’s getting longer and longer; the funny thing is that it just keeps growing up. I wonder how long it’ll be before it flattens out? You’ve got little rolls in your chubby wee thighs and you’re feet are getting big like your Mums. No signs of teeth yet but you’re dribbling like a trooper which makes your Granny think they’re on the way. Your eyes are still blue too, although each day they seems to be a different shade. Oh, and you’ve got a chubby wee belly. For a baby that started out at only 6lbs 12oz it’s hard to believe you’re now 12lbs 1oz and in 3-6 months clothes already.

The past 3 months have been amazing. I love seeing you grow each day. And although I look back at my tiny newborn with a heavy heart, I cannot wait to see what the future brings for you.