To My Son, For Your Fourth Birthday
How are you already four years old? How am I already four years older?!? As amazingly fast as these years are going by I’m still able to pick out my favorite special moments with you, starting with when we first met on the outside. Remember? It went like this (warning: there are two drops of visible blood at the end of this video. If that makes you squeamish, don’t watch to the very end–you won’t miss anything):
I’ll admit that I was heavily under the influence of drugs at that time. I mean, you were a caesarean delivery so I needed all the help I could get. I remember thinking how pale you were and how I guess you had to be mine because there were no other pregnant women in the operating room. I remember that our doctor forgot we didn’t know what your gender was so when she pulled you out and I heard you cry, everyone just started congratulating us. Even your dad got caught up in the moment and forgot to ask. So, I did! A perfect little boy weighing 6-lbs, 7.8-oz at 18.25 inches long.
As I was literally getting put back together, you and your dad got to have some bonding time. You had a low body temperature so the nurses told him to hold you right up against his skin, and he loved it as much as you did:
Your gurgles and coos have turned into full-on sentences, mostly questions these days about how things work and why things are they way they are. You love life. You love to laugh. You have a booming voice courtesy of your paternal great-grandfather Arthur. You are very physical and love giving people hugs hello and goodbye. Your favorite song is The Star Spangled Banner and I hear you singing it sometimes while you play; you don’t yet have your mother’s perfect pitch but you have your father’s heartiness in making joyful noises when you sing.
You are in a Montessori preschool. I also went to a Montessori school and I love that you are doing the same “jobs” that I did when I was a little girl. You can almost write your name by yourself and you can count up into the thirties. Your teacher this year is Miss Audrey and she’s very pleased with your progress thus far.
My hopes and dreams for you? I hope you always let me hug and kiss you. I hope you always let me smooth your hair out. I hope you always love life and remember that life is an opportunity, not a game, and that those who grasp each and every opportunity have the best life success. I hope you remember that your family loves you no matter what decisions you make for yourself, and that whenever you need our help you ask for it. I wish you a LONG life full of happiness and contentment. Rainy days will come, but it will make you appreciate the sunshine all the more.
I love you and you will forever be the best thing I have ever made in my entire life.