I can bearly comprehend where time has gone,
and I never knew how much one human being could love another, until you were born.
The nurses couldn't stop commenting on how old fashioned you were.
One of them called you a 'pasgebore baba'.
As you get older, I can see what they meant,
there is so much soul in your eyes.
Happy 7 months my boy,
I love you with every fibre of my being.