I laid wide awake last night thinking back on the last six years, and yes, as a mother it brought tears to my eyes... as it does right now. My oldest turns six today. He is over half as tall as me and a strapping 45 pounds... that's a long way from 4lb, 9oz and 17 inches long.
I can remember the moment I met him. After a long labor and eventual section it was around Midnight that they brought him in to me. I had never held a baby till I held Jake and it was so easy... he was my magical little bundle that fit in my arms perfect.
It has been so much fun watching him grow. Year after year brings something new and exciting, some surprise around every corner. This year has been especially interesting just to see how he has accepted moving and being this far away from family and friends. He has adapted so well, and is slowly turning back into the care-free little guy he has always been.
I am so proud of him, he is so very smart and enthusiastic, he has a great imagination and his Daddy's good looks. He is sensitive and charming and has such a zest for life. He amazes me daily at his generosity and compassion for others. He amazes me too with the questions that he asks, he really truly wants to know how this world works.
I am so very, very, very blessed to have such a beautiful child and I praise God for his life daily. Part of me realizes today that he is no longer my "baby". He is no longer considered a "toddler", he is a big boy now. *SIGH*
He swears to me that he will never tire of my hugs and kisses... I suppose that will have to do for now.
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