when I first came to know.
I was going to be a mother,
joys kept growing fonder.
and pictured how you’d look.
Wished you would have Dada’s nose,
funny, I really would like to know.
Wondered if you ever smiled,
when I talked to you from the outside.
Wondered if you ever heard,
when Dada sung for you a lullaby.
Waiting was the hardest part;
Nine months seemed like a decade to us.
January 23rd, when I first heard you cried,
and all I pictured in mind.
Thank you my precious little one,
for bringing joy to our hearts.
You just don’t know how proud we are
for having you in our lives.
Happy 18th Month Birthday, Deye!