Dear Drakey,

In one month you are going to be 3 years old!  I can’t even believe that when I hear those words — three!  It seems like yesterday you were still that little baby we brought home from the hospital, completely bewildered at what laid ahead for our new family of three. On the other hand, it’s hard to even remember what life was like without you in it as  you fill every day with your boundless energy and enthusiasm for everything.


Our first photo together

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I love waking up in the morning to the sound of you singing and talking to yourself in your crib, your little voice floating through the monitor signaling that you are ready for another great day full of adventure.  Mommy is not a morning person by nature and it’s not always easy getting up as early as you do some days. But nothing brings me more joy than walking into your room and seeing your face, so happy and eager to begin the day, and knowing how excited you are to be together again.


The face I see every morning

I’ts been such a joy over these last few years to watch you grow, discover, and take in this amazing world we live in.  Through your eyes Mommy has learned to appreciate the small things that pass her every day, but that you take in with such delight as you see and experience them for the first time.  In three short years you have changed in front of me from a little helpless baby to a toddler who has his own ideas, likes and dislikes, and with personality that is both charming and sweet.


Personality in spades

Every day you grow a little more independent it seems, not wanting to hold my hand on the stairs, sitting in a regular chair vs your high chair, feeding yourself without help, etc, and as proud as I am of all your accomplishments, it makes me sad too to see these changes. Watching you become more self-reliant, I know that every day you move further away from needing me  the way you used to.


Wearing Daddy’s shoes

And then come those times, when you get hurt, have a bad dream, get frustrated, or just feel sad and you come running back into my arms — wanting to snuggle as you call it — needing a hug and kiss to make everything right again in the world. I treasure those moments because I am always so scared that maybe this will be the last time; that next time you will find a way to comfort yourself and not need me to help you anymore.


The only thing to cheer up a grumpy baby: milk, cuddles on the big bed, and a show on Mommy’s phone

In a short time our world will change when you become a big brother. I am both scared and excited at this idea. I know you will be such a good big brother, helpful and kind like you always are, but I also know how big of a change this is going to be for you   And it makes me sad too at the idea of not being able to be there for you when you want me. It’s going to be an adjustment for us both. So I hope in these last precious weeks we have, we can savor each day from morning til bed time, and truly enjoy our days, our hours, our minutes.

No matter how old you get, and how many siblings you have, you will always be my first baby; the one who taught me patience, wonder, and that my heart could grow and love in a way that I never knew existed until you came along.  I love you to the moon and stars and beyond, always.

Love,

Mommy


Happiness