And just like that, I have a two-year-old.
Last night as I rocked my one-year-old to sleep for the last time, I tried to savor every little moment. Every yawn and every smile. Motherhood is such an adventure! I thought I’d share the letter I wrote Bazooka yesterday with you guys. <3
My dearest Bazooka,
Two years ago you came—stubbornly—into our world and we haven’t been the same since.
You light up our lives with your sparkling blue eyes and silly smile, and we are so thankful to call you our son.
The nights have been sleepless, the crayons have been eaten, the dog has been poked at, and the tears have been cried, yet you make our lives so much richer with your energetic and curious personality.
Whatever you lack in physical stature, you make up for it (x a million) with heart, laughter, and hugs. Gosh do I love your hugs—even if they are less frequent lately because you’re on an endless mission to see or feel or taste or do something new and exciting.
You still eat like a little bird, but you are growing! And you are learning so, so much!
You’ve started your second year at “school,” aka daycare, and you seem to get along well with your new classmates and friends.
And can we just talk about your vocabulary for a minute?
Around your first birthday, I was worried (when haven’t I been worried about you?) about your speech. Even though you were babbling all the time, you weren’t saying a lot of words. Well, you certainly don’t have any kind of speech delay. In fact, you’re a little chatterbox and it’s the most beautiful sound.
Some of your favorite sayings are:
“no monkey” or “five monkey” (to watch “Five Little Monkeys” on daddy’s iPad)
“Didi—no!” (you call Iggy “Didi”)
“all fi-fi” or “all done”
“I want some”
and you love singing “binkle binkle” and “up-a-buh” (Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star) and “e-i-ohhh” (Old McDonald) and your ABC’s (even if you don’t know what they really mean yet).
You still love climbing the couch and table (and thus giving us heart attacks) and recently you discovered the fun of the big kid slide at the park!
And let’s not forget when you finally experienced how much fun the swimming pool can be when you just let go of your fears! Maybe next year you will learn to enjoy the ocean so we can share sunny days at the beach with you.
Bazooka, I miss you when you’re away at daycare and I’m at work, but I think about you all the time.
The sweetest part of my day is when you give me a hug and a kiss without being asked. And when I get to rock you to sleep at night. Yes, I look forward to the nights when you fall (and stay!) asleep on your own, but I want to cherish those lavender-scented snuggles as long as I can.
Thank you for being YOU, my sweet little man. You light up our worlds, and I hope you never lose that sense of joy and curiosity!
Happy Second Birthday—and here’s to watching you learn and grow for many more years.
Love, Your Mommy <3