Dear Allison,

After seeing a commercial from Google, that inspired me to write to my daughter, Allison Ton.

Dear Allison,

I'm at work thinking about you. I'm worried that you're not getting enough to eat since its so hard to get you to drink 3 oz of milk at nearly 5 months old. Every meal is like a wrestling match, stopping your hands and feet from flying every where.

I constantly think of you when I'm not with you. I wondered is it normal or healthy. When you're asleep, I watch you sleep and it brings so much inner peace and it makes my worries all go away. I wanted to bring you to work everyday if I can.

You also make me wanted to work harder so I can make your life easier when you grow up. But I also don't want to work as much because you're growing up right before my eyes and I don't want to blink or I'll miss out on your first of anything.

You laugh hysterically when I told you your fart stinks. You cry when you know I'm mad when you poop so much that it got all the way up to your neck and I don't know where to start cleaning. You start eating from the spoon at 4 months old. You love rice cereal mix with pear sauce.

You love to roll over and hang out for a bit before you go to sleep. You just discovered your toes and you love sucking on it. I put you out on the jumper and bounce for 15 minutes or so to worn you out so you can fall asleep faster. You love watching TV, therefore, I don't watch TV anymore.

This will be one of many, many letter that I'll be writing to you. I hope when you grow up, this site will still be up for you to read.

Love,

MOM