My darling boy, on your first birthday.
I remember the night you were born. Those feelings of exhaustion, relief, absolute euphoria. The moment I saw you, the rest of my world faded away and there was only you and me. You were a stranger, yet so familiar. Those first moments of feeding in the dead of night, feeling your skin against mine, looking into your tired eyes, are moments I will never forget my darling boy.
We have journeyed this together. Our hearts open, refusing to be scared to love someone this much. I have cried many tears purely out of love for you, gorgeous one, and I expect this will continue. You make me proud every day. Just the little things, like your first smile, or the first time you wrapped your arms around me to snuggle in close. Overwhelming pride. I grew you, little one. What a wonderful miracle you are.
This year you have made me a mother. You have taught me so many things, for which I will be eternally grateful. You have taught me how to love like never before, how to put your needs before my own, how to be strong even when I don’t feel it. We have grown together, you and me.
We have been attached at the hip this year, gorgeous boy. I call you my little cling film. But when you’re not around, I feel like I’m missing a limb, or the biggest piece of my heart. We’ve laughed together, cried together, learned together. And through it all, the sleepless nights, the frustrations, the struggles, we have pulled together, you and me.
You make ordinary moments extraordinary.
You make mundane moments magical.
You make me feel like superwoman.
And for you, I am.