How can that be?
{Jett was asked to model an adorable vintage bow tie for the etsy shop, KNOTS. Megan is so very talented & has quite the variety of darling accessories for your babe--girl or boy! Go check it out!}
My goodness little man, you are growing so fast. Too fast.
In what seems like a mere blink of an eye, you have transformed from a pudgy baby who depended on us for every little need, into a one & a half year old little toddler. Just look at you! You are developing into a little boy right before our very eyes. A little boy who is smart & feisty; determined & fearless. You have ideas that are all your own & an independence & confidence that is blooming inside of you more & more each day. You are chatty & wild. You are independent & brave. And you are one of the most spirited souls we've ever known.
I find myself holding onto the parts of you that still whisper baby to me--like your chubby dimpled hands, your little button nose, your sweet jack-o-lantern smile, your perfect pouty lips, & your fuzzy blonde hair {that I know needs to be cut, but just can't bear the thought of anybody snipping off those soft baby wisps}.
You test me daily. You make me laugh all day long. And somehow, you continually prove me wrong when I think that that there is no way my heart could possibly house any more love for you than it already holds. It's then that you flash that big toothy grin, or pucker up those sweet red lips, or do something that makes my heart melt into a puddle, & I realize that the love I have for you isn't done yet. It's not ever going to be done. It's just beginning.
These past eighteen months have been an adventure I wish I could re-live a thousand times over. You have given to me what I have been dreaming about my whole life--the opportunity to be a momma. I thank God every single day for the miracle that is you, & for the blessing that it is to call you my son. And every single night, as I tiptoe into your room & peer over the side of your crib to get one last peek at you for the day, I still, eighteen months later, stand there in awe that you that you belong to me.
Happy one & a half year old birthday, little boy. Thank you for all that you bring to our lives. We are absolutely smitten by you.
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