little bitty girl

Dear Ryo,

I woke up this morning without the relentless pawing from your sister, Monkey and without little sweaty feet to kiss. It's a little disconcerting to be home and not have you near. For a quick moment there, I seriously contemplated buying the house down the street from you. If it wasn't for your Uncle Stefan, Mindy, my parents, my brothers and my business, moving to the West coast seems like a very appealing idea. If only to be a greater part of your growing up. But I really like your Uncle Stefan (don't tell him, it will be our secret), and I am afraid he's quite helpless without me.

You are a miracle to me.

Somehow life seems a little lighter knowing that you exist in the world. I can hear your mummy telling me that I am such a suck. I am a suck, I can't help it. I cannot believe how much you've changed just in the week that I was there. You've started laughing at the silly antics your mum and dad do just to amuse you. When you coo, I can almost hear what you will sound like. You are so fascinated with your own reflection right now. When you sleep, you sometimes frown and other times you laugh. Your mum and I wonder whether all you dream about is boob. Good boob? Bad boob?

Because right now, you're going through the only loving mummy and daddy phase. You love mummy best cos well, she's got boobs. But you really miss daddy when he's been gone all day. It's amazing how much you and your daddy love each other. The pure joy in each of your faces when he comes home is so amazing to see. Your mum is so funny and patient with you. She's always pleading for you not to have your explosive poops when it's on her watch. You do it anyway and laugh your head off when you hear our squeals of disgust. They've been times when you've let me hold your for five minutes and I feel like I've climbed Mt. Everest.

Your mummy wants me to have a baby within the next few years so that you guys can be friends. I think I need to do a little more growing up before this happens because right now, there is no way I can live up to your mummy. But since your mummy and I have plans to share our kids in the summer, I'd better start thinking about it.

Until then, I am willing to be your personal stalkerazzi. You're going to wonder when you're older, why you have loads of pictures of yourself only in certain periods of your life. Don't grow up too fast, ok?

Love you, baby girl.