E.E.C. for E.W.G.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) -E.E. Cummings

Elliot's 5 month letter!

My dearest Elliot,

You amaze me, every day. Every. Day. Daddy and I are
incredibly blessed to have you as our son. We wake up every morning to
seeing your smiling face. We may not have much, but because we have
you... we have everything.

You have reached so many milestones in this short amount of
time. You've been holding your head up on your own since the day you were
born. You cuddle. You smile. You know your name. You respond to
sounds. You coo. You laugh. You demonstrate reciprocal vocalization.
You self-soothe. You "flirt." You grab things and play with your toys.
You babble. You blow bubbles. You're teething. You squeal. You can
follow objects and bat at them. You roll prone to supine. You roll. You
scoot. Actually, you're a traveling sleeper and it kind of worries me. You
recognize eating and food preparation. You've been "praying" (bringing
your hands together) since you were born. You open hands. You touch
faces. You gesture when you want to be picked up. You play with your
feet. You "help" us change your diaper. You sleep in your own room in
your own bed. You sleep through the night. You can hold your own
bottle. You're able to reach and transfer. You are incredibly curious.
You play. You bring your hands to your mouth. We believe you'll be good
at puzzles and figuring out "how stuff works."

With all of these milestones (I know I'm leaving more out), the
greatest of these is that you already know what love is. You know the
power of a hug. You know how to kiss. You know how to give affection and
you accept affection.

The lesson of this letter is that I don't want you to ever stop
growing. And I'm not talking about body growth. I'm talking about
growing on the inside. You can never learn too much. You can never
reflect too much. You can never pray too much. And above all, you can
never love too much.

The second lesson of this letter is to always persevere. Never
quit. I admit that the pain and suffering I went through before you were
in my belly was agonizing. I never quit. Through all the heartache and
tears, your father and I KNEW God would bless us with a beautiful baby.
We didn't quit. We grew from our experiences and when we wake up each
morning, and see your smiling face. We know it was completely worth it.
You are our love and our joy. You are OUR milestone. And we love you
with all our heart.

Love Always,

Mommy

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