My Big Boy,
Today is your first birthday and it's hard to believe that it's been a whole year since I first held you in my arms. Most of the time I just look at you and think, "Where did they time go?"
Wasn't it just yesterday that I was sleep-deprived and begging for you to stop crying in the middle of the night?
Was it really that long ago that I saw your first smile...you crawling for the first time...taking your first steps?
As much as I've savored every second of your growth this year, can we just slow it down a bit? Is there a way to slow down the days so that I feel like I've really had a chance to appreciate everything that's amazing about you? I look back at photographs from this past year and sometimes it's hard to remember how tiny you were or how different you looked.
Sometimes it's hard to believe how quickly you've changed in just one year, but then I realize that I've also been changing at a rapid pace. The transformation to being a mom doesn't just end in the delivery room. Those hours of pain, followed by immediately relief and overwhelming love are just the first of many "labor pains." I've learned that becoming a mom is a process, filled with constant worry, heartache, second-guessing, frustration, and exhaustion. But it's also a constant reward. Seeing your smile, hearing you say "mama," holding you close in my arms, receiving your hugs and kisses, makes my heart grow a little bigger every day.
In just one short year you've managed to dig yourself so deeply into my heart, that I can't even imagine what life could possibly be like without you.
Since you were born on St. Patty's Day, I like to refer to you as my "lucky little charm." But you are so much more than that. You are a constant miracle of life. You are my biggest blessing. My greatest love.
Happy Birthday, little man. You've accomplished so much in the past 365 days that I can't wait to see what's to come the following year! But let's remember to take it slow, okay?
Love,
Your Ever-Aging Mommy.
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