This time last year Will was in the hospital with RSV. So sad. This year, however, he's the healthiest, chubbiest, sweetest, most sensitive soul in the Nor'East. I breathe in his chubby neck rolls every day and run my fingers through his curls. Most days I wonder how I ever existed without him next to me. He hasn't started talking yet, which is totally fine, except that I am craving to hear him call me Mama. It's so magical and fulfilling when they start to identify you with words. Until then, his wet kisses and tight hugs are enough to keep me filled up with enough love to power a small country.
These are some of my favorite photos of him lately from the past couple of months.