August 4, 2015 Dearest Liam, We are in celebration mode over here, because your (beastly) second molar just popped through. What a relief, because I'm sick with a nasty cold and we leave for our long trek to the U.S. tomorrow. It is going to take about 30 hours (with a 12 hour layover in Orlando), but I am so excited to get out there! Your Vovó Hooch has gone to town- buying a brand new crib and high chair, 3 plastic cars (legitimately for you to ride in type cars), a trampoline, a swing, a water station (not sure what you call it), and tons more. I'm not sure there has been a more spoiled baby. Being the first grandchild has its perks, lucky you! Everyone can't wait to see you, and I can't wait to show you off. Haha. My new favorite thing is when you walk into the room or I come to take you out of your crib I'm greeted by an enthusiastic, "HIIIIiiiiiii!!" You will also wave whenever you want to peace out, or if someone says "tchau" ...
June 18, 2015 Liam, tonight I’m sad! I put you to sleep, and usually I have so many things to do that I start getting fidgety and put you in your crib. Tonight, I couldn’t bear to. All of a sudden I am overwhelmed (and slightly angry to be honest) at how fast the time has gone! When you turned one, it was a completely joyous occasion. I kept waiting to feel the split emotions that I always hear about mom’s having at this milestone. I was having way too much fun with this new stage, and you sleeping through the night (haha) that I didn’t feel one ounce of it. But oh boy am I feeling it now! Tonight I held you, and watching your beautiful face for probably 45 minutes- until you started getting fidgety and wanted to stretch out. Where in the world has the time gone?! I wish I could live this year over and over again. You have been the biggest joy in my life. I’ve never laughed so much- ever! I can’t stay angry with you for more than 3 minutes. You are my happy, observant, fun-lov...
I need to remember that right now, you are my primary job. The cleaning can wait. The emails can pile up. The meals can be ordered. But no one else is going to be your mom, and no one else is ever going to love you as much as I do. I also bet no one else is ever going to find as much joy in your little smile or contagious giggle. No one will quite crave holding you while you doze like I do. While I'm at it, no one else will change more of your dirty diapers, or spend more midnight hours feeding you. No other woman will lose as much hair or sleep over him (I hope.) No one will ever spend as much time dressed in your spit up or soaked in your drool. This hump was a great reminder to slow down and appreciate all of it because while I love a well-checked to do list and a beautifully clean home, my real formula for happiness is your smile, little fingers, and sleepy head resting on my shoulder. Thanks, little one, for being the most darling of babies we could have imagined. T...
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