Hi love. It's February 17th. I'm sitting at work. I've been thinking about you all morning. The past few weeks have been a little tough for you and I. I started back to work a little over a month ago and it's been a bumpy transition. Every day gets better.
I love you so much Judah! Last night I put you to be and sat with you for a little bit. You held on to my neck and you said I love you mommy and planted a big wet kiss on my cheek.
My heart melted and I fought hard not to start crying.
You are becoming your own little person, son. You will be 3 years old in May. It's hard to believe that so much time has gone by. I'm trying my hardest to savor every moment. To soak up your sweet innocence. There is nothing that I wouldn't do for you, love. Sometimes we are driving home and you fall asleep in your car seat. I take you out and you wrap your little arms around me and nuzzle your sweet face next to my neck and all I can feel is honored and blessed to be your mommy.
My prayer every night is that I raise you to be a great man. A man that loves the Lord, that is respectful, honest, caring, giving and one that stands up for good even if you stand alone. I pray that I am a good example to you that I show you how to go after your dreams. That through me you learn to me bold and a leader. I want you to have a passion and I want you to use it to drive you to work for the things that your heart desires.
You, my dear are currently a handful. You're going through this...stage. Although it's tough for me to handle at times, you are learning limits, learning to be brave and confident. To assert yourself and sometimes fight for what you want.
I love you, pumpkin. As crazy as some moments are.... I wouldn't trade them for the world.