I cannot believe you are 3 months old. The bond we have amazes me every morning, as you barely wake to nurse. The way you look up at me and smile, then fall gently back to sleep against my chest. The fears I had about being a mother to two are gone, and in its place is a passion to do right for both of my girls.
If ever you should wonder. If ever I am not here to tell you.
I love you.
You hold my hand for now and my heart for always.