You are my firstborn
Friday, Sept. 09, 2005
7:44 p.m.
I'm so sad at the rate that my son is growing. I mean, growing up. I want him to be a baby forever. He looks so OLD nowadays. Not like a baby at all. Makes me want another one.
Sometimes I worry that he'll want to wean himself sooner than I will. I want him to nurse for years. I want him to stay my little baby.
When it's just the two of us together, I whipser into his ear, "I love you" and "You are my firstborn". Does he understand me? Does he know how I ache for him constantly? Does he know that I hate to be away from him?
Sometimes I wish that he were mine, all mine. That Greg wasn't around, that my parents wouldn't want to see him. That I could keep him solely to myself. Like when I was pregnant. Back then, he was mine-all-mine.
He wants to grow up so quickly. I'm not ready!
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