Dear Baby Boy,
This past week has been a struggle. You've been fighting your naps and crying when you go to sleep. Between the sobbing and hiccuping you cry "Mama, Mama, Mama". Day before yesterday was the roughest day we've had in a while. You were so cranky, tired and just mad at the world. I was having a rough day because you were being so difficult. You cried and then I cried. You hit your head on the floor and I wanted to hit my head on the floor. It was just bad. That afternoon we were working on your flash cards and up came the goldfish. Instead of saying, "goodish" like you usually say, you said "Elmo, Elmo". It took me a second, but then I realized that you were talking about Dorothy, Elmo's goldfish. It was so cute. That moment whisked away the bad day.
Those sweet little moments fleetingly come and go. The kisses that you always want to give and the way you say "Mama" are my favorite things right now. Even on our bad days, you can always cheer me up.
I love you.