I'll never forget our first conversation.
It was rather one-sided, probably due to the fact you were only hours old. We were left in a room together at the hospital, daddy had been ordered home. I held you and promised to always look after you, look out for you, and always have fun with you.
Oh the dreams and plans I discussed with you that night. I doubt you'll remember any of them because you looked pretty dazed and confused.
After years of thinking about you, then months of feeling you growing inside me, I'd finally met you. And I couldn't have been happier.
Then we took you home and you cried. A lot.
"What's wrong with him?" I kept repeating. Sleep deprivation, agonising pain from the operation, hormones rushing through me, frustration and worry all took their toll.
It's funny how everyone loved to tell me their labour horror stories as my due day was fast approaching, but no one told me how hard the first few days of motherhood would be. It was as if there was an unwritten rule, you can't complain or moan about the first few days. If you do, people may think you are ungrateful, or that you can't cope. Or even, heaven forbid, you could be perceived as a bad mother.
It wasn't until I confided with close friends about how I was feeling that they admitted, it was hard, but don't worry, it gets easier.
And they were right. Look at us now!
Now, may I be so bold as to say, we've come on leaps and bounds.
We have our own little routine. I know your tired and hungry times, and you love playing the magic cushion game. Raspberries blown on your belly make you chuckle, you find the blinds in the bedroom fascinating, and you're still not sure about the bright dangly snail on your play mat.
Spending time with you is my favourite thing in the world, particularly now I've kind of got the hang of this.
Just go easy on me with the teething, okay? By the looks of it, with all that dribbling and shoving your hands in your mouth, this could be the start of it. I've got cream and rings on stand by, and I'll rock you all night if I have to.
Remember, we're in this together.
I gave you my word, during that long, dark night at the hospital, that I'd be there for you. And I don't intend to ever let you down.