To my birthday boy

A letter to my son on his third birthday,

If there was a picture next to the word joy in the dictionary your smiling face would be next to it. There is nothing better than seeing you grin from ear to ear. Your giggle is even better, there’s a piece of unearthly magic in it. I have to say that the only thing better than seeing your smile is the feeling of knowing I put it there.

If there was a picture next to the word strength in the dictionary, again it would be your face. I am in awe of how hard you work day after day for things that so many of us take for granted. Sitting, standing, purposeful movement, holding an object, reaching, following directions, and so many more. Day after day you are pushed to the limits and pushed to do more, learn more, and yet you don’t give up.

Next to the word teacher in the dictionary there would also be a photo of you. Because of you I have learned more than I ever thought I could. I have learned about the unfairness of life. I have learned that each day is a gift and more aren’t guaranteed. I have learned that family really is everything. I have learned that finding friends who “get it” and who you can laugh with are truly priceless. I have learned that at your young age you are changing lives and changing me.

In the dictionary next to the word love there would be a picture of you. It goes without saying that we love you more than words could ever describe, but it’s the way you love that astonishes me. You love without any expectations. You have no ultimatums or conditions to your love. You love completely, honestly, and wholeheartedly. You know no other way.

To say I am blessed to be your mom is an understatement. These last three years have been exciting, scary, blissful, worrisome, and most of all WONDERFUL. I wish you the happiest of birthdays, pray for more, and thank you for being one of the most amazing little humans.

Mom