To Sabel on your 3rd month.

I find myself candidly staring at you at 3 in the morning on a cold Saturday. I just finished feeding you and you're now doing your hourly stretch. 

Here I am admiring every second of what seems to be such a graceful act of yours. Beaming with pride on how lovely you've become all in 3 months time. 

I examine every single detail of your face and body and again, again and again. Just like that, I can't help but giggle every time I come across the jiggly parts of your body. You're such a chunky little darling! 

You've managed to carry yourself, proudly carrying your weight as you bring your head to center, balancing here and there, you've manage to stand tall with ease and pride. As we carry you, you position your legs and make it dangle here and there, so strong and so lean. You've mastered the art of putting your hands close to your mouth imagining the simple pleasures of having icecream perhaps? And how amazing it is to see you make that move when you kick and lift your tummy up, you look so strong and mighty sometimes people would mistakingly think that you are a boy. 

Oh sweet Sabel! You're a dream baby! I've never had so much smiles coming back at me in a day. You are my sweetest sunshine. 

I can't seem to put into words how you've brought that light to us. Even your sister Julia has grown fond of you, always demanding of you and always wanting.

I've always admired how you without a doubt smile back at me when Julia is having a bad-hair day. Sometimes I feel that you get me, where I am at and whatever I am feeling. Your comforting smile does the trick and one has got to see it when the magic happens for them to understand what I'm saying. 

I can't wait for us three to lay on a blanket and have our tea parties one after the other, simply enjoying and overly excited all the time. 

You and your sister are my precious gems and I am beaming with pride to be your mother.

Time does fly. You're three months old already and you've given so much joy to us. 

I find myself wanting for the sun to shine now, for you to wake up in a glorious morning as I joyfully sing to you my song, "you are my sunshine, my only sunshine..." To which you fully acknowledge my presence as you flash the sweetest and purest smile there is. 

I love you so much, Sabel!

Always,

Mama