Dear Bryce,

Dear Bryce,

I told you not to grow up on me so quickly, look at you. You are a blooming flower in Spring, so big and strong you are getting and you're only 15 weeks. I can't even begin to think where the time flew too, I just know that I love spending every moment with you. I want to soak it all up and have these ever lasting memories of you my darling. I can't even remember what I do most days, what I ate, but I always remember all the moments we share. It's like I had to push everything aside to make room for all the special memories I make with you. I know that everyone thinks that is all I do now is spend my time with you and only talk about you, well their right! My life is about you and you make me happy, I love waking up to your beautiful round face and soothing your little baby cry. If for nothing else I am successful in, in life, I am as a mother content I'm doing the best job I know how and for that I'm successful in every which way and how.

The days and nights are long and quick and your face knows many expressions, your very intuitive for a wee little thing, nothing gets past you. You have big round eyes that look and stare and everything is wonderful for you, I can still remember you in my belly and now look at you soon you will be crawling!!!

I love our mornings, your so talkative, you smile and play as much as you can and it's wonderful and beautiful, the only way to describe it is like the feeling of Christmas Morning when you see all your presents, but even that doesn't get close to the overwhelming heart warming loving feeling I get.

I love when you snuggle in close and rest your head upon my chest or cuddle in close to the nook in my neck, like once again we are one, I love that you are starting to put your hands around and feel my face. I watched my beautiful boy experience the wonder of facial hair, he moved his hands around his dad's beard with such curiosity. It really is the most wonderful thing.

If anyone is doubt of themselves or if they want kids, take it from me, it's not all bliss! Many sleepless nights and lots of bags under my eyes, not a moment to scratch an itch or even to take a quick pi**... but every thing I give up I get so much more in return and it's the only job in the world that I'm forever happy to work.

Now duty calls as the little one is crying, his slumber was not long I guess he missed his mum!!!

:D xxxxx