It’s been one year since you came into this world. A year since you I fell head over heels in love again. A year since I first kissed your sweet cheeks and snuggled you close. A year since I gazed into your brown eyes and imagined what the world would be like with two kids. A year since your finger wrapped perfectly around mine and held on tight. A year since you became ours. A year since we became a family of four.
When your sister was born three years ago, everything about parenthood was brand new. Your dad and I were learning as we went and adjusting to life as mom and dad. While she had the privilege of being an only child for just over two years, you had a lot of privileges being the second baby. Your dad and I were much more relaxed with you. We knew what to expect, what to do and how to do it. You also were lucky enough to have a second mama in your big sister. She was instantly in love with you and wanted to be where you were, do what you were doing and always wanted to hold you. When you cried, she got your wubba. When you laughed, she giggled along with you and proudly told me how she made you happy. When you were asleep, she patiently waited for you to wake up so and was the first in your room when you did. The bond between you two is unbreakable and I cannot with to see it blossom over the years.
For me, as your mama, the biggest difference with parenting the second time around was I knew how fast time goes. Babies don’t keep and since you’re our last baby, many of your firsts, are my lasts. So, I soaked up every minute of you, all year long. I savored the newborn naps on my chest, the midnight feedings and the early mornings when the rest of the house was quiet and was just you and I. I put many to do lists to the side and laid beside you while you did tummy time, learned how to roll over and eventually crawl. I held you all day and then some, especially when the teething monster was knocking at our door. You were always attached to my hip, which is probably why you’re such a mama’s boy. I didn’t want your newborn year to slip away. I know one day it will be a distant memory and I was determined to make memories to last a lifetime.
You honestly couldn’t be a sweeter baby. You are easy going and easily entertained. You love to play with toys and love even more figuring out how they work. Your nickname is wrecking ralph because you are a tornado when it comes to toys. If you’re in the room, all the toys will be dumped out on the floor, things that were standing will be knocked down and if you can stand on the things that you knocked down to climb onto something higher up, you’ll do it. You have absolutely no fear. I’m not sure I’m ready for all that is ahead.
One of my favorite things about you is that you love to snuggle. You easily find the crook of my neck and will lay there for a few minutes. Every time it happens, my heart melts. While you nurse at night, you’ll gently rub my arm with your little fingers or stroke the side of my face. It’s one of my favorite times of the day, something I always look forward to.
You, my sweet boy were the piece of the puzzle that was missing. Our family is complete, because you’re in it. I cannot wait to see the plan God has for you in this life. I know you will do amazing things and I will be right by your side the entire way, cheering you on.
I’ll always be your number one fan, I love you so much my sweet boy. Thank you for filling my heart with so much love and joy, I couldn’t ask for more.