My Dearest Aayu,
You are three and a half months old now and sometimes I forget how tiny you are. When I hold you close and look into your beautiful, almond-shaped eyes, you seem like a grown man who understands every thing I do or do not say. And then, there are times when I put my palm over your chest while you are asleep, I realize that you and I have a lot of growing up to do.
I love you more than I love anyone in the world. Thanks for coming into my life and giving me the chance of being called a mommy.