My dear little one,
I have waited my whole life for you without knowing it. I have looked for the warmth you bring my heart for years in every moment. I couldn't have hand picked a more perfect you. With your smiles and laughs and curiousity - I wish I could pause time to hold you and explain to you how large my heart has grown because of you. Even if I could, you wouldn't understand. Not yet at least. One day you will have your own little ones and then, maybe then, you will understand, but not a moment sooner. Your dimpled hands and rough knees. Your soft face, oh your sweet soft face. How you love when I rub your forehead down to your chin and trace your soft little nose. I could stare at you forever, wondering how such a perfect, unmarked, innocent soul was given to me.
Let's rock-a-bye and read another book instead.
With all the love you could ever think up,