A day of note

Four years ago today, I became a mother. We became parents. We became three. It’s hard to remember life before children. It is so much richer now!

My dear boy...
I love being your mom more than anything in this world. You are an amazing person who has taught me to love more than I ever knew I could. Four years ago, you came into the world. Your voice was strong and your eyes were wide open from the very second of your birth. It was a sign of things to come. At four years old, you speak your mind. You are bright and funny and wise and so, so special to me. Every day is something new for you. And now you are learning to share, to be friends, to manage difficult situations, and to protect the people and things you love. It has been such an adventure to watch you grow over these four years. You are gaining your independence, but still show us that you need us...you crawl into our bed for snuggling, you ask for help, you wonder aloud about new things and ideas. I love being your guide and helper through childhood. It’s wonderful to see you becoming a grown-up boy. I love how you love your sister and how patient you are with her...even when she gets into your toys! I love how you love to learn new things at school and in the world. I hope your excitement for life and new things will continue always. Happy birthday, my dear one. You are my best boy, the one who made me a mother. I love you.