It’s true. Long before I knew you, I held you in my heart. I couldn’t wait for the day I would meet you, hold you, smell that new baby scent, cuddle you, and just keep you all to myself for as long as I could. You would have my hair and your dad’s eyes, and be just the sweetest little boy on the block.
Yep. I said it. Boy. In my mind, before I was even pregnant with you, I knew and I hoped and I prayed for a boy. Hell, even after I was pregnant with you I hoped for a boy. But God doesn’t always answer prayers, sometimes he gives you things you didn’t even know you needed. And that, my dear, is you.
While I was pregnant I was in a bad place emotionally. I was tired, and resentful toward life in general. The moment you arrived into this world I was healed. I may have cried for months, but the day you were born, one hear ago today, that all changed. You can even ask your dad, I was laughing on the OR table as he was invited in to what he expected to be a second terrifying experience. Those laughs were the first time I had felt truly content in a long time. I like to think of the calm I experienced as the first little ripple of happiness that you created as you entered this world. Out you came and I haven’t stopped smiling since!
You are the happiest soul I have ever encountered, and I know you were sent to bring light into my life. I can’t wait to watch you grow, and explore all the ways you are helping me to grow also. I just can’t believe how lucky I am to have you, even when I thought I just wanted another boy. 🖤