your 11 pound mass waiting patiently within my womb...
your first bath at just 3 hours old...
age 1!
Dear Reeve,
Tomorrow you turn1! This past year really has gone by so quickly; many times I have had to catch my breath as I wonder how you got so big, grew so fast, learnt so much. And yet I have been here the whole time… watching you, loving you, kissing on those big cheeks. The ones I feared would fade away as you grew, but that still give cushion to your beautiful face. You look like your Father and his Father. You look just like your sister did at this age too.
You can clearly say Mum, Dad, naanaa (banana), and this. You fill in the gaps with jibberish. You dance to music and will not fall to sleep without it. You still won’t sleep through the night.You suffer night terrors and end up sleeping with us every night. Your night terrors scare me too honey!
You walked at 10 months and never looked back. You literally got up one day and began taking steps. No matter how many times you fell down, you just kept getting back up. You are brave that way. You climb and explore and regardless of the physical harm you do to yourself (I’m talking lots of bruised cheeks and bumped heads) your curiosity gets the better of you. You have incredible strength; I truly believe you could beat me in an arm wrestle. You love to pull hair and slap bare skin. A little rough and tumble, brute of a boy, who loves to cuddle! You will literally throw your arms around necks and cuddle deep into chests. You show tenderness beyond your years… well, beyond your one single year!
How can one year be so miniscule in the timeline of eternity and yet the entire span of your life to date? A landmark for your life, a rite of passage into toddler-dom. A blink of an eye and my new born is gone. In his place you stand, with a ravenous appetite for life and for fruit. This past year has been joyous and hard. It has been a year of growth, not only for you my sweet child, but for your mama as well. I will love you beyond the end of time and pray that no matter how many times in this life you fall down; you will continue to get back up.
Love always,
yo Mama xxx
the construction site cake i made for you...