My Rowan Eleanor.
Or how I sometimes call you "Rowena Ravenclaw".
My baby,
you're growing beautifully.
And wonderfully.
We've continue to surpass our goal of breastfeeding,
and I see no signs from you wanting to wean just yet.
You love comfort.
You love love.
You love being loved on.
And we can never show you enough love.
Our love for you is grand,
and I hope one day you understand that my love for you and your sister is never ending.
May you continue to grow
with good health,
and my Jehovah guide you in the right path.
Happy 21 months my baby.
-Mama Loves you a lot!
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