...too fast. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERGEANT STINK.
I remember the day that I met you. I woke up at wee hours out of my sleep and I was sick. I didn't know how it was going to feel and they say you just know, and I did. It was a feeling like no other and I was without a doubt, certain you were on your way. I took my time getting ready for you as I made your Dad pace around. You came fast... at 12:23pm on 12/23 this world just got better and my little peanut at 6 pounds, 4 ounces and 19 inches long was finally here. You were the most perfect little thing that I had ever seen: color, head, features and all... but feisty. Very different from brother bear. You struggled a tad to nurse, but when we both got it you were like velcro on mom for that entire year. You let me sleep only winks for that entire year too. As long as you had what you needed (and you always and to this day know exactly what you want) you were just the happiest baby. Pretty much always giggling and wearing a grin representing either your bliss or that you were up to no good.
You still give your mom those same eyes as you gaze up at me. You did it last night as we were both singing silent night with our candles at church. You never give those looks to anyone else, thank you. I hope one day you will tell me what your thinking when you give me those precious eyes. I will tell you that I am so in love with you my dear boy. You make me proud. You make me work hard. You make me love harder. You make me laugh. You make me cry. You help make me.
We are celebrating your 9th birthday today and I already love the little man your becoming. You still have your expected kid moments because that's what you are; but your respectful, honest, loyal, considerate, and full of fun. You are the man of this house right now, and take that as serious as you can.
I hope this is more than a great birthday for you, I always try my best to make it that way. We are going to see the Nutcracker again this afternoon, kids style play with lunch and a surprise birthday cake. I'm going to make you your pancakes this morning. I picked out the most perfect red bike for you and it's waiting for you in the living room to uncover when you get up. We were up late last night decorating gingerbread houses. I should have slept in but woke up early this morning just as I did 9 years ago, this time tightly snuggling my growing boy. I was even sick to my stomach but it was from the fresh hummus I had eaten at "The Deli" last night. So I am up, ready for your day, I know you will sleep in... but I can't wait to see your face when you awake. You amaze me and I hope that this amazes you, and your day is full of everything you want it to be.
So In Love,
Your Mom... xoxoxoxoxoxxxxx
I remember the day that I met you. I woke up at wee hours out of my sleep and I was sick. I didn't know how it was going to feel and they say you just know, and I did. It was a feeling like no other and I was without a doubt, certain you were on your way. I took my time getting ready for you as I made your Dad pace around. You came fast... at 12:23pm on 12/23 this world just got better and my little peanut at 6 pounds, 4 ounces and 19 inches long was finally here. You were the most perfect little thing that I had ever seen: color, head, features and all... but feisty. Very different from brother bear. You struggled a tad to nurse, but when we both got it you were like velcro on mom for that entire year. You let me sleep only winks for that entire year too. As long as you had what you needed (and you always and to this day know exactly what you want) you were just the happiest baby. Pretty much always giggling and wearing a grin representing either your bliss or that you were up to no good.
You still give your mom those same eyes as you gaze up at me. You did it last night as we were both singing silent night with our candles at church. You never give those looks to anyone else, thank you. I hope one day you will tell me what your thinking when you give me those precious eyes. I will tell you that I am so in love with you my dear boy. You make me proud. You make me work hard. You make me love harder. You make me laugh. You make me cry. You help make me.
We are celebrating your 9th birthday today and I already love the little man your becoming. You still have your expected kid moments because that's what you are; but your respectful, honest, loyal, considerate, and full of fun. You are the man of this house right now, and take that as serious as you can.
I hope this is more than a great birthday for you, I always try my best to make it that way. We are going to see the Nutcracker again this afternoon, kids style play with lunch and a surprise birthday cake. I'm going to make you your pancakes this morning. I picked out the most perfect red bike for you and it's waiting for you in the living room to uncover when you get up. We were up late last night decorating gingerbread houses. I should have slept in but woke up early this morning just as I did 9 years ago, this time tightly snuggling my growing boy. I was even sick to my stomach but it was from the fresh hummus I had eaten at "The Deli" last night. So I am up, ready for your day, I know you will sleep in... but I can't wait to see your face when you awake. You amaze me and I hope that this amazes you, and your day is full of everything you want it to be.
So In Love,
Your Mom... xoxoxoxoxoxxxxx
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