My small little baby

My small little baby
My small little baby… my precious little prince.

Your tiny, tender hands…
Your smile that is simply killer…
Your little love bites,
Your playful slaps on my cheeks,
and those sudden jumps on my belly…

And then the way you laugh after every mischief —
it melts my heart every single time.

Your deep love for your mother,
Your cute possessiveness,
Your soft and delicate voice,
The way you call for your parents…
And your restless energy that keeps you moving the whole day.

Your sharp little mind,
Your actions that are so incredibly cute,
The way you talk with elders like you are one of them,
Your surprising maturity…
And yet, the very next moment, your innocent childish cry.

Your stubbornness for everything you like,
Your cute mischief,
Your naughty little tricks,
Your loving heart,
Your endless energy,
Your thoughtful nature…
Everything about you is just delightful.

Your likes, your dislikes —
All so unique, so out of the box.

How do I even begin to explain my little prince?

Sometimes when I look at you,
I see your dad in you.
You resemble him so much.
You act just like him.

And the way you crave for your mom’s attention…
It reminds me so much of him.

Everything you do —
Every little action —
Feels like a reflection of your dad.

And somehow, through you,
I feel him again.

It makes me feel relaxed, calm, and blissful…As if I can see a part of him living through you.

My little angel,
I love you for this.

Thank you for coming into my life
And thank you for being you.

✍️-Shivanya