That first week of your life seemed to last forever. I can’t believe how fast this month with you has passed. I’m so lucky to have you. You are home and safe. It’s a terrible flu season that you were born into and I’m always afraid that you will catch some bug.

I’m not quite sure if it’s me or motherhood but I have to be protective of you. I am overly protective of you getting hurt something falling on you giving you gripe that maybe dangerous to you. Everything is harder