June 16, 2016

I Hope I'll Always Remember

I hope I'll always remember your four-tooth grin trapped between your two dimpled, chubby cheeks, below your nearly hairless head. I hope I'll always remember your soft baby fat rolls and your thick thunder thighs. I hope I'll always remember your enthusiasm when you said "da da" and the sense of accomplishment you wore on your face when you managed to pull up on a piece of furniture and pop your head up high enough to make eye contact. I hope I'll always remember the overwhelming joy you got from Patty Cake and high fives. I hope I'll always remember how you laid your head on my right arm and closed your eyes as you drank your bottle. I hope I'll always remember the way you'd throw your left arm over your eyes and hum to yourself just before you fell asleep and how you'd roll to roll belly the second I'd place you in your crib. I hope I'll always remember how curious you were about the baby monitor and how your little face would pop up on the screen as you explored it just moments before you managed to knock it down from the edge of your crib. I hope I'll always remember your sweet smell after I pulled you from your bubble bath which you managed to joyously splash all over the bathroom. I hope I'll always remember how easy and relaxed you were in almost every circumstance and environment. 


I hope I'll always remember how you loved to follow your big brother around like a little puppy, begging with your baby eyes to be a part of his three-year-old play. I hope I'll always remember how you came alive when your big brother went to bed and how you'd conquer the toy room with incredible vigor once you knew the toys were all yours for the night. I hope I'll always remember how you bit your top lip as if you were in deep thought. I hope I'll always remember how much you loved to crawl around naked and how cute you looked in a bow tie. 

I hope I'll always remember that just having you into a room could bring joy to the face of a complete stranger. You seemed to know the magnetic power you had when you filled a space with your baby laughs and tiny, wiggly toes. Most people only got to experience your genuine happiness in intervals but I was blessed enough to wake up to your smiling face every morning (and sometimes in the middle of the night). I hope I always remember how proud I am that I get to be your mom and the blessing it is to watch you explore the world. I hope I always remember the nights before you were born when I prayed for a big mama's boy and God answered my prayer. I hope I always remember how you fit so naturally into our family and how it seemed like I'd known you for years when I'd only just held you in my arms. 


I know that each stage in life will bring with it new memories and I'm looking forward to sharing them with you but no matter how you grow and change I hope I'll always remember you as my once adorable, round, always content, beautiful baby boy.

Be Blessed,
Brittany
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2 comments:

  1. So sweet! My kids are still young (4.5 and 2) and there are so many things I've already forgotten about from when they were little and it makes me so sad that I wasn't better about writing them down. Good for you!

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  2. Thanks Shani - I learned quickly with my oldest, 3.5, that those precious moments that you promise yourself you'll never forget get pass quickly and get lost in the shuffle of life. I hope as both get older I'm also better about just jotting down those funny things they say and do and all the precious moments that can only happen with you involve the innocence of children.

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