Kelly in NC

Grayson,
Today you turned two years old. 731 days ago, I held you in my arms for the first time and cried. I couldn’t believe how perfect you were and I thanked God for creating such a miracle. With the first glimpse of your face I was smitten and knew that my life would never be the same. I counted each of your little fingers and kissed your tiny nose and stared in wonder. I had waited over 41 weeks to hold you in my arms, and even now, two years later, I can remember the amazement of that moment. It’s hard to put that moment into words; there were so many feelings running through my body; so many hopes and dreams wrapped around the day that you entered the world and officially became the center of the universe for Daddy and me.
In two years you have morphed from a tooth-less human larva into a walking, talking, independent replica of your father (minus all the body hair). You try to talk like him, walk like him, and often mimic the things that he does- like looking at pipes under the cabinet. Only a few days ago, I found you sitting at Daddy’s desk, typing away on your Bob-the- Builder laptop. You now prefer Daddy over me for a variety of activities- such as bedtime stories, & showers. I am still your favorite when it comes time for kissing boo-boos, fixing toys, and tucking you into bed. So I guess all is not lost…yet.
You now have a mouth full of teeth, a head full of hair, and a mind full of independent thoughts. In one year, you have gone from just learning to walk to running and jumping; from just starting to say “Mama” to now ordering us around (“Up Mama.” “Help, Dada”) and expressing your desires (“I want truck!”). You have fallen in love with the outdoors and would spend all day pushing around trucks and tractors in your sand box. Your independent ways haven’t been all good. They have landed you in time out for things like hitting or just being blatantly disobedient (which is obvious because you smirk at us when you know you are doing something wrong)! But the flip side is that you are exploring your boundaries and limits; which means that you are no longer a baby- but now a little boy.
So much has changed since this day two years ago; but one thing has remained constant-my love for you. You have made Daddy and me see the world from a whole new perspective and have caused our hearts to grow bigger than we ever knew was possible. With each spontaneous “love you mama” you melt my heart and nothing could mean more than feeling you snuggle your warm, cuddly body into mine while trying to catch a few last moments of sleep. So in two years, you are still the center of my world. My hopes and dreams have changed with you- but still I pray each day that God will make me into the best mother possible and that you know each and every day how much you mean to me.
Grayson, I love you more and more each day! Thank you for the past seven hundred thirty-one days.
Love,
Mama