My crazy littlest man,
I have some extra time tonight to work on my letter to you, because, well, its 11 am and you’ve woken ready for a party. You don’t do this often. In fact, you’re a pretty great little sleeper! But tonight, I think you just wanted to hang out with your cool parents a little longer because you like us so much. And you know what? I don’t mind… not one bit. You are growing so fast. It was just a blink ago that you were inside my belly. I so vividly remember thinking about what it would be like when you arrived. How you would fit into our family and how I would organize your schedule so that life with a toddler and baby flowed smoothly. But you know what? Lately, I’ve found myself wanting to break all my own rules. Rocking you to sleep… the one thing I swore I wouldn’t make a habit of this time around… i’ve done it at least 3 times this week. And picking you up in the middle of the night when you stir… do you know how hard it is not to kiss your sweet little face all over when I go in to check on you? And holding you while you nap… this one might be my favorite rule to break. Because you won’t always fit so perfectly cuddled up on my lap, wrapped around my arms.
So much has changed in you over these last few weeks! You sprouted your eighth tooth…. yes, I said eighth. Despite the fact that we all despise teething, it makes your adorable grin pretty irrisistable. You’re talking now… As I type, i’m listening to your perfect little murmurs and screams, your experimental raspberries and utterances of the “dah” sound…. it completely melts me. When you are reunited with me after a nap or a visit to your vavo’s house, you greet me with an open mouth kiss. It is the sweetest. You laugh at us. Your laugh is amazing. It can cure the worst of days and bring a smile always.
At night, we play music in your room as you sleep. There is this one song that plays, seemingly always when I need to rock you in my arms in your chair. The words say, “Your glory is so beautiful… glory glory hallelujah, Jesus you are good”. I usually cry, with a thankful heart as I rock you to that song, so thankful that God has entrusted you, this amazingly sweet little boy to us! When I hold you so peacefully in my arms and stare into your amazing little face, I grasp the glory of God just a little bit more… The lyric in the song takes on deeper meaning. You are a gift, a blessing, a complete joy in our lives. I’m ok with breaking my own baby rules if it means I get to love on you for just a few extra minutes in your day. Because you really are amazing kiddo…
Don’t grow too fast now!
Love, Momma
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