Three years ago, I gazed upon a little face and held a tiny body.
I figured out how to nourish him,
comfort him and keep him happy.
I gave him lots of tummy time.
Eventually he learned to sleep and to eat.
To crawl and to walk.
To play, to run and to jump.
To be social.
Today I am in awe of the little boy he has become.
A generally great sleeper, and adventurous eater.
I am so proud of his spirit, his warmth,
his ever-present desire to reach out to others.
His physical coordination, his great vocabulary, his curiosity and his imagination.
He continues to teach me how to be a great mom.
We keep growing.
Little man, we have so much more to learn!
So much more playing to do!
And I can't wait. But I need to, because already time seems to be going faster and faster.
You say you became a big man in the stroller.
Soon you will be that big man (but not in the stroller).
I love you more than you'll ever know.
Happy 3rd Birthday, my little love.
Happy Birthday.
