Dear Munchkin,
I can’t believe it, you’re FOUR!!
My little baby—excuse me—little MAN celebrated another year of life today, and I’m in awe of how fast the years sprint by. It seems like yesterday I welcomed you into this world, all yellow and juicy, amazed that something so perfect could come of such an imperfect situation.
Your first born day didn’t go as planned. For months your dad and I planned your arrival. We bought little cute powder-blue onesies we planned to bring you home in, furnished your new room, and awaited your arrival. But plans change. You came on your own time, two weeks after you were supposed to, and by that time, your daddy couldn’t be there to welcome you into the world. But as you know, he’s always with us. When we both got a chance to speak to you, he was overcome with joy. Even though I held you in my arms that Thursday afternoon, I couldn’t begin to imagine how your little self would radically change my life.
Baby boy, life hasn’t always been easy for us, but I’ve made sure that you have never gone without anything you’ve ever needed and you never will. Your smile is reward enough for me. Even when I’m tired, or frustrated, or a little sad, you know how to make mommy smile with one of your silly faces. Little man, you light up my life. You provided a deeper sense of purpose and responsibility than I’ve ever felt before.
Munchkin, sometimes, at night I just stare at you, amazed. For months after you were born, I was still shocked you were mine. I couldn’t wrap my mind around being the only one responsible for your well being. I didn’t feel grown enough to be anybody’s mama, let alone such a beautiful baby boy.
And beautiful you are! For the first two years of your life, we couldn’t go ANYWHERE without people stopping me to tell me how handsome you were. I remember when you were 10 month old and we were headed to New York to see your daddy, all the flight attendants were eating out of your little hands. They catered to you like you were in first-class, brining you watermelon, grapes, and apples (that you couldn’t even eat lol), and asking to take pictures with you before we left the airport. You are stunning. I can’t wait to see you as a teenage boy, deciding which nice young lady you’ll take to homecoming or prom. I pray that you will treat them as good as you treat your mama (because if you don’t, you’ll have to answer to me).
Baby boy, I know you can’t read this right now, but someday you will. I want you to know just how wonderful and special and beautiful and unique you are. Baby boy, the future is yours. The whole world is waiting on you to make your mark on this world. You can do anything, despite the odds that may be stacked against you. Your parents, your uncles, your grandparents, and everyone else that loves you has your back. Baby boy, I expect a lot of you. You will be great. Period. It may seem like a lot of pressure, but I want (and expect) the very best for you. But don’t worry, you will have help along the way. We (mommy and daddy, abuela and papa) will always be here for you, holding your hand and teaching you how to make it in this world. It may not be easy, but you’ll be surrounded in a cocoon of love and support. I can’t wait to watch you grow into the man that God has ordained you to be.
Munchkin, mommy loves you! I will never, ever stop loving you because you are the best parts of me. Happy Birthday, man, you’re getting old (but I refuse to! lol)
Love. Always.
Mommy
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