I know it pains your daddy for me to say this, but my heart was captured by another man twelve months ago, and my love affair with him continues despite his drooling, stinky poops and propensity for destroying my house.
You have brought me so much joy and laughter with the things you do. Kicking your legs and waving your arms when you see ducks or horses or dogs. Yanking pots, pans and kitchen towels from drawers and splaying them all over the floor. Clicking your tongue to tell me you are hungry. And that wide, beautiful grin of yours that you flash at most everyone you meet.
I look back at pictures of you from months past and am amazed at how much you have changed and how quickly the time has gone. I try to savor the special times when you crawl over and lay your head in my lap. When I lift you out of the crib in the morning and you cling to my neck, giving me a huge hug. When you say, "Mama or Dada" in a clear voice.
There is nothing sweeter than holding your chubby little body, but I know I will forget the feel all too soon because you will grow thin and gangly in a rush of time. But with that bigger body will come even more ways for me to find that I love you.
I am so privileged to have you as my dear, sweet boy.
Happy 1st Birthday love.
2 comments:
A beautiful post - love the ending. Happy Birthday, G.
Susan
Beautifully said. Happy Birthday G!
Beth
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