Dear James Robert,
Happy first Birthday!
Since your arrival last year, many things have changed; you’ve reached
milestones such as walking, talking, clapping and even dancing, but one thing
will always stay the same-- we will love you, unfailingly.
Becoming your Mama, holding you in my arms and watching you
grow has brought indefinable joy. We’ve loved, laughed, cried and learned so
much this first year.
On March 3, 2013 the lens through which life was focused
became clearer and while teaching you new things, you taught me many things
too, namely about love.
You taught me about a love deeper than I knew I was capable
of, a love that transcends one’s own needs for that of another.
You taught me about a love that mamas feel for their baby’s
having babies and that the instinctual desire to care and protect never goes
away.
You taught me the strength of love bound by new life brings
a deeper meaning to husband and wife.
You taught me of the warmth of community that showers love
and prayers to lift up the fragile and prized moments of a newborn.
You taught me about a love that breaks your heart with sweetness
for the passing of time eludes pause and the saccharine moments of rocking a
sleeping baby will become only memories.
You taught me about a love that bends but does not break in
the difficulty of sleeplessness and aching self-doubt that comes from wanting
only the best for your beloved.
You taught me about a love that deepens faith, for you are testament
that all things comes from above, that blessings are to be cherished and exalted.
James Robert, you are a gift. Every time you look into my eyes, every time you hold my
hand, every giggle, every knowing glance as we share a new experience, every
proud smile of a new achievement, every cry for Mama makes me pause in praise of
the blessing you are.
I wish for you a year filled with many more milestones. I hope you grow in love, you retain
your innate tenderness and you continue to greet the new days with zest.
Happy Birthday my sweet boy.
All my love, Mama
