Okay okay, I know I said I wouldn’t talk about my children on this blog, at least not to the extent that I did on the other one, but today is a special occasion since my baby boy was born one year ago today. *sniff* Those that know me know how much I absolutely adore this little guy. Maybe it’s his infectious personality. Maybe it’s the fact that he will smile and laugh all day and for no other reason that he’s just happy to be with you. Or maybe it’s just I love him so much more than I ever imagined I could love a second child. And while I will contain my super sappy sentiments for his baby book, I have to share a little because…well I just do.
So to my son on his first birthday. Max, you are, for a lack of better words, a breath of fresh air. Every day. Every day that it all seems to be too much, you smile at me and it suddenly gets better.
Every day I feel like a wonderful day couldn’t get any better than it is at that moment, you show up and somehow it does gets better. There is not a day that goes by that you do not make me laugh so loud, from my gut, because your humor is my humor and we just get one another.
Your countinence is inviting, your smile so warm and encouraging and your laugh, your contagious and amazing laugh - it stirs up every good emotion in me and there is nothing else like it. Some days I am convinced you are pure sugar, but each day I fall just a little bit more in love with you and wonder if my heart really will burst because of you.
You are amazing and wonderful and truly a gift from God. Your little being was created with such careful consideration and I can’t wait to see all the joy and happiness and goodness that you will bring to this world. Happy Birthday, my precious baby boy. I love you so, so much!
