Dear Ellie,
You are two months old today.
Two months, in the grand scheme of things, isn't a lot of time. But you've managed to grow and change and shake things up so much in 8 short weeks, and that deserves recognition.
These days, our weeks are hectic and filled with rushed mornings. Every day the alarm goes off, and I hit the snooze button and snuggle up to you, trying to soak in every last second that I can before we have to get up and start our day. Monday through Friday, I take you to your Auntie Des's, and even though you love it there and I'm happy you have a place to go where you're loved and you get plenty of attention, every time I turn to leave you there while I go to work, my heart breaks a little. I would love to stay and play with you all day. When the day ends and we're reunited, it's like all is right with the world again.
Our weekends are a time of relaxation, full of lots of songs and kisses and naps. You love it when I sing "I love you, a bushel and a peck" while I change your diaper or feed you. You smile your face off when your Dad talks to you in his "Foghorn Leghorn voice". It's adorable and hilarious. We are constantly entertained and enamored by you.
We only met two months ago, and yet, you're the greatest joy of my life.
The past couple of weeks have been hard on us, and I'm so, so sorry for that. I'm sorry that I got sick and we had to stop breast feeding. I'm so glad and proud that you were able to pick back up where we left off, and I pray that we don't run into any more problems. Thanks for being a trooper and for cheering me up when I'm miserable.
I love watching you grow. I'm relishing this time, when you're tiny and still fragile and you can't get around without me. But, I also can't wait to see you continue to grow and discover the world around you. I promise to do my best to make the world you live in a great one.
I love you, my El-Bug. Happy 2nd month of life.
Love, Mommy
