The bundle of inexpressible joy

Hi Vijjy,

You'd be old by the time you read this. Old enough to understand the mixed emotions I am going through. Old enough to cry with me, laugh with me and feel what I'm currently feeling.
You were born just a week ago, 8th October, 2015. Healthy, sweet, strong both mentally, physically and emotionally. Well the latter is my calculated guess and you would have proven me right by the time you read this.
A week, just a week down, and I can't sometimes look at you and cry. No, not sad tears dear, but extreme happiness.
As you'd know, you are named after your Patti. My amma. You have not just her qualities, but you have HER inside you. You are her for me and for your your amma too.
I look at you, smiling, crying, giving a myriad expressions and wonder what your Patti would have felt if she were actually here. I can but imagine. Not express.
You Vijjy are our world. You make our day. You have the power to change our days and make us happy and free our mind when we are stressed.
Just a week and I already feel that I have a lullaby tune for you that is effective. Every time I hold you, I feel I am holding my world. Every time you cry, my heart aches, every time you smile, I feel time has paused.
You Vijjy, are more than our daughter. You are everything and more. You will make us proud and do more than we ever could. Do whatever crosses your mind which you feel empowers you, cause we believe that you are gifted enough to succeed in whatever you put your mind to.
We love you more than words, and there may be times when we fight, but our love will only increase.

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