Dear Seth,
You are 18 weeks old today. It has been SO fun watching you learn how to do stuff. You study us intently as we sing or make funny faces at you and then when you're left alone you practice. The first time you blew a really good raspberry both daddy and I were watching and my heart just about exploded with pride. Now you do it ALL the time and spit flies everywhere, it's pretty hilarious. Since you're so intent on mimicking us I guess it's time to start the first word contest. Will it be "Mama" or "Dada" (or "dude")? Place your bets!
These last 18 weeks have been life changing to say the least. Besides the obvious fact that my day to day life is no longer my own, my emotions have also run the gauntlet from sheer joy to pure terror. I can honestly say, though, that your arrival has been the best thing that ever happened to me. You're teaching me about love in a way that nothing else possibly could.
Your 18 week birthday neatly coincides with the last day of my maternity leave. Tomorrow morning we'll start another new chapter in our lives as I rejoin the professional world and you start spending your mornings with daddy. You are growing up so fast and I am a little nervous about how much I'm going to miss! I hope you can be patient with me for the next couple of weeks as I adjust to my new normal, again. I'm so glad we're in this together.
Love, Mama
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