Dear Abby,

This week you turn nine months old. I think I teared up just typing that. Where is time going? At the same time, I can't remember life before you. You and your crazy hair, your sweet (yet sassy) attitude, your hilarious faces, and your babbling. You have made us better. You made us a family. We adore you. We literally hang onto your every move. As your mother, I am in awe that I am trusted with you. I am eternally grateful. 

We are trying our very hardest to not miss a thing. 

Thank you for lighting up our lives.