Six months. Already. Six months that we’ve been glued to each other, that we live with only love and kisses, and that we don’t sleep much. Six months since my life was turned upside down, completely changed, that I finally understood what it meant to be a mom. I don’t have the words to describe the last few months with you because it was both demanding and so beautiful.

Six months, half a year already holding you in my arms, comforting you, reassuring you, kissing you. Even if the nights were sometimes hard, I would not have swapped my new role for anything else in the world. Even though I put a part of myself aside when I became your mom, it’s a sweet privilege to be able to rock you at any time of the night, to see your smile in the early morning and to hear you laugh at any time of the day.

I feel like we’ve been living in our own little bubble since your arrival, and you’re finally waking up to discover the outside world just in time for spring. Every day, your eyes are even more expressive, your gestures faster, and your little character so much present. I look at your little round cheeks and I can hardly believe that it is my body that has nourished you since your birth. Having a child had always seemed so normal and natural to me before I became a mother, and yet I have to say, it’s frankly fascinating.

I can’t wait for you to meet your family (the whole family), see other children, hear other voices, other languages, and explore different environments. I can’t wait to see you analyze and look at the beauty of life outside our home, I can’t wait to take you to discover other countries, other cultures, and I can’t wait to see you grow and evolve alongside me.

In the meantime, I’m going to enjoy the next six months even more preciously, because I now know that it goes fast, it goes too fast.

Happy six months my sweet baby. x