Dear little Bill, I think, in the past month, you and I have both aged a lot. We’re making it now. As a little duo. You…
Dear William, Gosh. I don’t know how I feel about writing 20 months. You are 20 months. Which is a whole new century of months to…
When William was born, he had a shock of dark hair. Just as I had imagined he would. But as transformed from a tiny newborn, to…
Dear Billy, I almost didn’t write you this letter. Because I wasn’t sure what to say. Every letter, in the weeks and months that I’ve been…
Oh my beautiful boy. Stop growing up will you? Please. It’s going too quickly and serves a purpose in reminding me that I’m growing up too.…
Dear Billy, Every time I come to write these letters to you, I’m reminded of how much I miss doing it. I feel like I get…
There have been plenty of moments where my heart has skipped a beat in this life of mine. The day I realised I was in love…
To my little man. I am late with this letter. You turned 16 months over a week ago, but I’ve been preoccupied and didn’t want to…
To my beautiful little boy, Yes, you’re a little boy now. 15 months-old. You have shed your babyishness and you don’t just toddle, you talk, you…
I’m often left amused at myself, when I share the lovely, smiley photographs of William. They are – in truth – some of the better memories…
I have always thought of William as a baby, even when he turned one he was a still a baby. But it wasn’t until recently that…