Monday, December 10, 2012

To my sweet Ben

You, my little man, are an absolute joy to be around.  Your smile is infectious and you are usually smiling.  This first year with you has been quite a roller coaster at times, with you refusing to nurse and losing a lot of weight your first two months and then us discovering you’re just a lazy little thing and preferred the bottle to nursing.  Sharing a room with you for two months while we lived in Alabama was… interesting… and I’m not sure any of us got much sleep, but ever since we got back and you got in to your own room, you sleep like a champ.
I still get excited to get you up in the morning.  I love walking in there and see you sitting up in your bed.  (You still rarely pull up to a standing position in your bed.)  You usually start to bounce up and down when you see me and every morning I say, “Well good morning little man!” - so much that now Abbie says that every time she comes in there with me to get you up.  You love it when I tickle your face and belly with the ends of my hair when I’m changing your diaper and I love hearing your baby laugh. 
I distinctly remember being nervous about being pregnant with a boy.  Boys were so foreign to me and I had no clue what I was going to do with you or what you were going to be like.  Now it’s hard for me to believe that I ever felt like that.  You fit perfectly in to our family and you are the perfect balance to Abbie.  Anyone that has ever watched you for me has told me what a great baby you are, which is always nice to hear, but something that I already know.
It is so fun to watch you discover things and progress in your development.  I remember going through this with Abbie and watching her grow up, but it’s still different with you.  You go about things a little differently than she did, but either way, it’s excited to watch.  You get so excited when I walk into the room, like it’s the best thing that’s happened to you all day, and that melts my heart every single time.  And you get so proud of yourself when you manage to pull yourself up on something.  Your grins that you flash at me are just priceless.
I can’t wait to see what the next year holds for you, little man.  You’re already losing your baby fat and you’re slimming down and looking more and more like a toddler every day.  I’m excited to see what’s next, but sad to see time slipping away so quickly and my baby turning in to a little boy.
I love you so much, little man.  Don’t get big on me too fast.

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