Nine months old already!

Today my little man is 9 months old.........how can this be? It seems like just a month ago, we were sitting in the hospital with him in his little incubator, with I.V.'s in his tiny head, praying SO hard...........And today, I sat in his room and watched him sleeping so soundly and peacefully, and the prayers were of a totally different sort. The tears just started rolling down my cheeks, and I wanted to pick him up and hold him so bad.........but I was a good Gammo, and waited for him to wake up. The thing that surprises me the most is that the "new" never wears off. Each time I see him, my heart soars. Every new milestone fills me with giddy-ness. As soon as he leaves here in the evening, I find myself missing him, wondering what he is doing at home. Every time he smiles at me, or better yet, laughs out loud, my heart skips a beat. And just today, as I was holding him, he laid his head on my shoulder, and started patting my arm..............there are no words for it! I thought surely it was just a fluke, but later in the day, he did it again! How do I describe the scope of the love that I feel for him? It is merely impossible. And then, also, there is his precious Mommy. How many times while she was growing up did I wonder about her having her own babies? Too many to count. She was meant to be a mother, right from the start. I knew she would be a fabulous mom, and she has proven me SO right. I just adore watching the look on J's face when she walks in the house in the evening to get him. His face just lights the whole world, and he starts his little "monkey jump", and well, here we go with my heart again! You still make my heart soar too, H, and I'm sorry I don't tell you often enough just how proud I am of you. Of the wonderful, loving, caring woman you are, to the fabulous Mother you are to J. I love you, my little baby girl, and I want the whole world to know it. God Bless You, honey.