I carried you in my belly for nine months,
every day I felt you growing and moving.
It seemed like forever, those last months;
but finally you're here and now comes loving.
I admit it's hard sometimes when you're
crying and I don't know what you are needing.
But, everytime I look at you, it's just more
love I feel. And I try to be understanding.
I look at your beautiful face, dark hair and
those wide, curious eyes and I know it's worth
more than anything in the world. Little hands
reaching for your face, wiggling back and forth.
Sometimes, I just sit and watch you sleeping.
It's hard to believe we created something so
special and unique. I love your breathing,
so soft and gentle. Special from head to toe.
I can't wait until you're just a little older,
all the fun things we can do, all the things
I can teach you. I know as you get bolder,
you won't need mom as much especially in the teens.
I just hope you'll always realize that no
matter what, your father and I will always be
here for you. Waiting for times you need us so
we'll try not to judge and just let you free.
If you ever get in a jam, you can come to us.
Don't be afraid to say how you feel, ask for
help if you need it. We won't throw a fuss.
But for now, you're still our little boy more.
I can't wait to watch all the things you do
growing up. Your brothers will teach you
many things, some good, some bad. Try to
do what's right, good men are rare and few.
I love you, Dusty, and I always will forever.
I hope I do you right in how I raise you, this
is all new to me, but I'll do my best. However,
some things you'll need to learn on your own.
Love Always,
Mom
