This can be real cheesy.  Pardon the cheesiness, but I am just so in love. 

My darling,

Yes. There is a time for everything.

And this is the time when you like it the most to hold my hand. And I am simply delighted.  Thank you for this time.

You are growing up so fast. Should you need a hand to hold when you fall from trying to walk or simply when you cannot sleep and do not want to be alone on your bed, I am always here for you.

To wish that you never grow up is selfishness.

I will just wish that God will give us more time together and we never tire holding each other’s hands.

I love you.

Always,

Mama

* Our Yael is nearing nine months old already and he loves to be held on his sleep.  He loves to be carried everyday.   He sleeps on my bosom, too.

admberlin