Dear Little One,

I would hear your little feet echoing down the hall.

I would hear your laugh in the backseat when your dad would tell a bad joke.

I would see you in my dreams; holding you, singing to you, and making wonder jars with you.

What was once little echoes and reminders of who who you are going to be-

is now a reality.

I’m so glad you chose me to be your mom.

🖤🖤

Marlow + Cooper Publishing coming soon