12 months or 365 days. Happy Birthday Rohan W. Ballueder.
It seems as if it was yesterday that your mother and I went to hospital for mum to be induced. Granny was looking after your older brother and I was blogging about your birth. You were a true social media baby. No one understood me really. And today I am not allowed to put pictures of you up on my blog no more 🙁 Maybe rightly so.
In the last 12 months I remember two nights, besides the few I was abroad, that I slept through. You seem to like the routine of a 2 am feed, a 3 am cuddle, a 4 am feed and a 6 am wake up call. All or a combination of those hours. Whether it is that you don’t like to eat as much as your brother or you are a light sleeper like your dad, I don’t know.
I wish for you to start sleeping through the night. I wish that for all of us 🙂 You also like to get up early, but walking is not yet important. However, you are curious about anything that is going on. Rightly so.
You only cry when there is something wrong. You are most content, friendly with strangers and cuddly. Easy to please. May this continue.
I often imagine how your character turns out. What you will be like. But given the experience with your brother, I am enjoying every moment with you. Those precious 4 am cuddles no one else gets. No one in this world is allowed to cuddle you at this time. I get your full attention, your full unconditional love.
Rohan, happy birthday. Maybe many years from now your read this with one part of you laughing at your sentimental dad, the other part of you crying, wishing for your own child. Just don’t get grandpa up at 4 am 😉
I love you. I hope I can provide you the future you deserve. Give you the love and happiness you need.
Many happy returns.