Tis the Season.

Dear Zeon,
You had your first Thanksgiving. You had a blast getting to know your cousins Sydney and Roman. Grandma Narda had fun with you. You played with her and gifted her with raspberries all day. You looked so cute. Your Grandma Martha came late. She had taken a red-eye flight from California to be with us.
Grandma Martha was infuriated when she found out that Fernando and Estella did not show up after I had cooked all the food for twenty people. She ended up not taking you to your cousin Victoria's birthday party the next day. Tit for tat. It made your mommy a little depressed to see how the family can be sometimes. I hope you know only happiness from your loved ones.
It's going to be a week tomorrow since they put the Doc Band on you to correct your head shape. I can already see the change in shape. I pray you can take it off sooner rather than later. You get so many stares with it on, but then you smile and disarm their curiosity with love. You have such a beautiful spirit. I thank God for it everyday. You are my little miracle.
I hope you have the best First Christmas ever!
Love,
your mommy

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Dear Zeon,
We took you to get your pictures today. You cried for most of it. They had you laying on your tummy and you cannot stand tummy time. You pulled through though like a trooper and made me proud. Yhey took more poses than what I wanted. The bastards know that I'll buy them all. When you turn one, I'm taking you in for some more pics with your brother. It should be fun.
About the title of the blog, well, the doctor is advising me to put a helmut on you to correct your head shape. You are perfect in everything else, and even though this is merely cosmetic, I want you to be as normal as possible. You amaze me everyday with your progress. It'll only be for a month, I love you.
XXX,
mommy