Thanksgiving

My little love-bug,

Today is Thanksgiving.  Time just keeps flying by, and now the holidays are upon us.  October through December is my absolute favorite time of year.  It's my favorite season and it's jam-packed with my three favorite holidays.  It's a time to be together with family.  And a time to celebrate traditions. 

Growing up, I had so many Thanksgiving and Christmas traditions with my family.  Last Christmas, when I was pregnant with you, I was so excited to pass down all those little moments that I treasured as a child to you.  Your father also had his own different memories as well.  Now that you're here, and we're sharing holidays with both our families, I've realized that some of Daddy and Mommy's traditions will be passed on; but we'll also be making our own new traditions, as our own new family. 

I'm excited for all the new memories we'll be making throughout the years, but at the same time, I wish I could just simply freeze time and hold onto this moment in my heart forever.  With each day that passes, I watch you grow, learn new things, and master new skills.  You're trying so hard to crawl and, just in the past few days, you've already managed to pull yourself up to stand and try to walk.  I'm filled with pride seeing every single one of your accomplishments.  And yet, it's a constant bittersweet feeling, knowing that with each moment you grow, it's one day less that I have my darling, little baby boy to hold, rock, and snuggle.  I cherish every single moment with you.

And so, it should be fairly obvious, that this Thanksgiving (and every Thanksgiving for the rest of my life) I am so thankful to be blessed with you.  You are my greatest accomplishment and my greatest love.  I can't freeze time.  You'll grow up; you'll do tremendous things; and, undoubtedly you'll make mistakes.  Yet, no matter what, you'll still always be my baby boy.

Love,
Your extremely-thankful mommy