Sunday, February 7, 2010
Someone is turning 7...
I remember the day that I found out I was pregnant. We had only been trying a short time and I was shocked that it all happened so fast. And here we are now, and you're turning 7... 7... I have to keep saying it because somehow I don't believe that 7 years has come and gone in what seems like the blink of an eye.
I remember the nurse putting you in my arms for the very first time and feeling overcome with every emotion imagineable... and the look on Daddy's face, the pride and love in his eyes, I just knew that I would never ever be without love in this life... and the love I felt for you at that moment was so strong that it was painful... I had a little tiny life in my hands and it was my job from then on to make sure you had everything you needed, a job that I would give up everything to do.
I cannot tell you and make you truly understand the joy and love that you bring to me... how proud I am to call you my son, and how my heart aches when I think about when you're all grown up and no longer need me to take care of you. I try very hard not to think of the future in that way... focus on what's happening here and now... we have so much fun together; and I am very grateful to you for letting me shower you with hugs and kisses and call you baby whenever and wherever I want, regardless of who is watching or listening.
Happy Birthday Baby! Enjoy your day... I will try my very best to make you feel like the special little man you are. I love you, Daddy loves you and M and C love you and think you're just the best thing since cheese and crackers... xxoo