A Love Letter from your favourite person 😉.

Olu mi ❤️,

Nine months.
Long enough to stop counting,
short enough that I still notice
every time you walk into a room
my heart still skips every time I see a notification from you.

You carry things like they weigh nothing.
You lead, like a true born leader.
I have learnt a whole lot from you, 
How you are the best lover and best teacher at the same time,
You are just a rare gem

I want you to know I see all of you:
the man who plans,
the man who still wants someone to say well done,
the part of you that would rather give
than be caught needing.

Loving you hasn’t felt like being chosen.
It’s felt like being recognised.
Like arriving somewhere I’d been describing to myself
for years without having a name for it.

You didn’t make my life louder.
You made it warmer.
You turned ordinary days into the most beautiful days.

Nine months in, and my favourite thing
is still how ordinary we are together.
How easy. How unhurried.
How much I want the rest of it.

So when the years have gone soft,
when the noise of all this finally settles,
I hope you remember:
there was a woman who studied you gently,
found nothing she wanted to change,
and stayed.

Not because you were perfect.
Because you were yours,
and somehow, also, mine.

I love you always.
Your baby ❤️🥰.