Dear Otis...

Excatly one year ago, I saw those two pink lines come up and found out you were on your way. I thought, then, that that was the best day of my life. Then I saw you on a little TV screen, 20 weeks after you were concieved, and feel head-over-heels for you. I thought, then, that that was the best day of my life. Then you were born, and, even though you ripped me in two, that WAS the best day of my life. Each day I get to know you a little better, each day your little face becomes more familiar. Each day the simple things you do — a smile, a squeal, a laugh, a roll — amaze me.

Today, at 15 weeks of age, you weigh 7 kg and are 65 cm long. You've grown so quickly! You've lost that special newborn smell, but now you just smell of "you", and that's just as good, if not better.

Thanks for coming into our lives. I hope you are pleased with the parents you ended up with!

Mama xxx