Letter I wrote to you June 2011

9 months

Dear Lola,

I wake up to murmurs and sweet chatting from your bedroom. Making porridge for three. Finding spotty tights to warm your chubby legs. Tickling your toes and under your chin. Dancing with you. Taking you to feed the ducks. Watching you clap. Hearing you sing.  Taking your photo.  Laughing at your laugh. Reading ‘The Owl and the Pussycat’. Kissing you goodnight. Breathing you in. Marvelling. Adoring. Looking forward to many tomorrows with you over our rainbow.

Your mama x

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