Dear Jibby,
I have made many mistakes in my life. At times I felt God may have forsaken me after all that I have done. But when you arrived, I knew that somewhere I must have done something right.
You kept me awake almost every night. Soon you will be 3-months old and I'm constantly awed at how bright you are. Teasing and engaging me in your giggles and cries. Often, it's just you and me because we both know your father is just good financially. *grins*
Let him rest and we'll play together. At times I'll frustrated because I don't do baby talk, but when you flash your toothless grin and chuckle out loud, I forget everything else. No one can take you away from me. And I'll fight with HIM if anything should happen to you.
As you lay asleep in your crib, snoring away in your slumber, I shall wait for that daunting hour for my daily task to calm you down, feed you and place you back to sleep.
Love,
Your mummy
