Happy birthday, Mitch. How have we reached two years since the day we welcomed you into the world?
I remember finding out I was pregnant with you – my tiny jumping bean. You would kick my ribs as soon as I settled in for the night. During the day you loved when I was moving – workouts were your favorite times. I should have known you were going to be a jumper!
The day before you were born, which was also your due date, I was walking with your dad and felt something change. He knew it was time, I was in denial. I thought you were much too happy in my belly. And then, 11 hours and 50 minutes later I gave a final push and there you were. My blond hair, blue eye boy.
Ever since that day, life has been so much sweeter. The joy you carry in your heart is unmatched to anything or anyone I’ve known. You are clever – always looking, observing and thinking before making your first move. See it once, you’ve got it. Hear it once, you know the word. Your mind is a steel trap, something I have to keep in mind when I am driving in traffic.
But without a doubt, your heart is with books. You and books are one in the same. You pick out your books, hand them to the nearest person and back your bum into their lap. It is hard to deny you and your love for books. And you will sit for 20-30 minutes at a time! My favorite is when you read with me. OK, I know you aren’t “reading,” but you have heard the stories so many times that you can jump into the story.
You now know all of your ABCs, count to twenty, help get yourself dressed and ready for the day, and know so many names. I think you made your grandma’s and grandpa’s days when you said their names. You even greet our neighbors by name and wave hello. Your sweet nature never fails to amaze me.
I could go on and on.
The biggest change was starting daycare. When you were nineteen months old, you started going to “school” and have transitioned so well. Playing with your friends, singing and dancing and outdoor play are your favorites. All of the snacks help, too. The first few weeks were tough, but I checked on you multipule times a day (and still do) always receiving updates that you were playing away and having a great day with pictures confirming their reports. But man, the goodbyes were hard. We made it through and now, after a few months, you run off when we get to school. But you always give me a kiss goodbye.
And that brings me to my favorite moment since your last update. You now say (and gesture) I love you. Is there anything sweeter? We have our nighttime routine and once I lay you in bed you say “I” (point to your eye), “love” (hand on your chest), “You” (and point to me). We go through the rounds with your stuffed animals as well. Everyone is loved.
What a beautiful two years it has been, sweet Mitch. You are the absolute joy of my life. And while it is hard to believe two years have come and gone, I remember so many special memories that remind me of all the fun we’ve had together. And the pleasure I have of being your mom.