Dear Gio,
It has been 4 months since you were born, and I thank God everyday that you arrived whole, safe, and normal. That was my prayer ever since I found out about your existence: make my baby healthy, normal, and happy. Nothing else mattered.
The 38 weeks that you were in my tummy wasn't the easiest of journeys. I cried, puked, laughed, got mad, got confused, and got scared a lot. Whenever I feel down (I know my hormones were to blame.), I just keep in mind that everything will be worth it once I see (or hear you cry) you for the first time.
We were told to expect a girl. Imagine my surprise when out you came (very loudly, I might add) into the world. But then, I realized, what you are doesn't matter for you are the most perfect being I've ever laid eyes on.
Gio, you make my world (Your Daddy, too.). Having you around makes my heart full with joy. Our kwentuhans, your smiles, laughters, giggles, even your little sobs are treasures to me. You are mommy's little ducky forever and ever.
You had me at your first wail, baby. You'll have me till my last breath.
Love,
Mommy
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