Friday, October 22, 2010

A letter to my child

Dear Sam,
You are nearly six months old now, and I can hardly believe how much you have changed. I love that look on your face as you figure out how to do something new. I love your smile; how it lights up your entire face; how you light up my day when you look at me and grin.
You are really starting to change. You move so much. You roll and sit up and gnaw on anything that you can get your hands on. Your favorite toys are your giraffe Sophie, your crinkly lion, and any blanket or cloth. You like to giggle and talk (such a surprise with me as your mother!)
Solid foods are a new thing you are trying, and loving. You get so excited whenever you see food coming towards you. You even start to dance a little in your chair.
Sam, we waited a long time for a child; for you. You were worth the wait. You make every day special.
Love Mama

A Letter to Myself

Dear Jess,
Read this letter when Sam is two, ten, thirteen, sixteen, and nineteen. Remember the joy you felt when you met this special spirit for the first time and realized that you got to keep this one. Remember that love you felt as your son was overjoyed with something as simple as a blanket or his own feet. Remember that pride you felt as Sam grew and discovered new things. Remember how he would sometimes stop eating because he was too busy smiling up at you. How he always had cold hand in the morning because he would sleep with them above his head, no matter how you tried to keep them under a blanket.
I tell you to remember these simple things because look how much he has changed in the 6 months and how much you have forgotten. Also, there are times when he will drive you crazy, and you need to remember that first love you felt for him. He is special.
Sam 1 day. Sam 1 month Sam 3 months (gnawing on a blanket!). I'll add newer ones later.