March 31, 2012
My Precious Brady,
I sit here in amazement that one year has passed since you came into my life and completly changed my universe! One year ago today, at 7:02 am, you were born. All of the months spent praying to get pregnant, the 9 months of being pregnant with you, and the final days, hours, and minutes all led up to the most precious moment of my life, meeting you.
I remember your birthday morning so well. We needed to be at the hospital at 4:45 am. I had never been so happy and excited to wake up so early in the morning. I wanted to look beautiful for you, so I did my makeup and hair. We got to the hospital, signed in, and waited for a room. They took us to our room, and began to prep me. My nerves ended up getting to me while they gave me my IV and epidural, and I got sick. I was a mess, but I no longer cared, I just wanted to meet you. Your daddy was so excited too, and he was such a great support to me while the doctors were getting ready to deliver you.
While in the delivery room, I was so nervous and so excited. I wanted everything to go perfectly, and I wanted you to be healthy. At 7:02, they announced, “It’s a BOY”, and lifted you up over the curtain. When my eyes saw you for the first time, I was in complete awe over you. My heart had never felt what it was feeling; I was completely in love with you. They took you away to get you cleaned up, and I started asking a ton of questions. How much does he weigh? What is his length? What color is his hair? I wanted to know everything about you. When I got to hold you for the first time, I thought my heart was going to leap out of my chest. I could physically feel it grow. I sat there gazing at you while looking at every little detail of you. Your ears, your lips, your little toes. You were perfect, you were mine. I couldn’t believe you were mine, and sometimes I still can’t. I look at you and feel so blessed, so full of love. Everything that I had prayed about, dreamed about, wished and hoped for, was in my arms, it was you.
The days spent in the hospital were the sweetest days of my life. I loved that you were my only care in the world. It was you, daddy, and me. In a tiny room all day long. No house to clean, no bills to pay, no worrying about what was for dinner. We just got to look at you, learn about you, and be a family. Our last night in the hospital, Saturday, Daddy wanted to have our first family date. We ordered a huge dinner. While we ate, you layed in the bassinet right next to us. We stared at you and talked about how lucky we were. How in love with you we were. After dinner, we took a walk on our hospital floor. It was such a special night. On Sunday, when it was time to go home, a part of me didn’t want to go. I loved being in our little cocoon of a hospital room. Of course, the other part of me was so excited to take you home and begin our new normal.
At home, I still just wanted to stare at you, so I did. I didn’t want to put you down, and I didn’t want anyone else to hold you, but I let them. You slept, ate, and slept some more. I was always excited during your wake times, because I got to see your eyes. You have the most beautiful eyes. When people came over to meet you, I wanted to wake you up, so they could see your eyes. Your first week at home was so peaceful. I didn’t turn the TV on much, didn’t get on the computer, I just sat and stared at you. I still love to sit and stare at you. We celebrated your first week birthday with an outing to Kroger, a cake, and your first bath.
The weeks started going too quickly, and then they turned into months. Although I want time to slow down, I love watching you develop your personality and learn new things. I love watching you reach your milestones: your first smile, your first laugh, the first time you rolled over, crawled, first word, and now- walking.
I think about and pray about your future all the time. I wonder about the person you will become, the friends you will choose, the grades you will earn in school, the activities you will choose to play. I pray that you will be healthy, loving, kind hearted. I pray that your daddy and I will be here to see you go to school, graduate from school, begin and graduate from college, get a job, get married, and become a daddy one day. I want you to be happy, to know how much you are loved, to know how we think you are the most amazing, wonderful, special person in the world, and that no matter what; we will always be here for you.
When I reflect back on this past year, I have tears in my eyes and a smile on my face. This past year has been so much more than I ever dreamed of. You have filled our house with so much love, laughter, smiles, and toys- oh, so many toys! You have made our house into a home. You have made me into a mommy and your daddy into a daddy.
You are the light of my life, the center of my universe, and the biggest blessing I have ever received! I am beyond thankful that I was chosen to be your mommy. I love you so so much! Happy 1st Birthday baby boy!
Love always and forever,
Mommy
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