Thursday, May 26, 2011

3???

How can it be?  I mean, really?  How is it possible that you, my sweet, perfect, first born son are 3?  I'm baffled.  The past 3 years have been filled with so much love, fun, adventure, laughter and chaos that I must have missed that fact that time was flying by so quickly.  

Sadly (this will totally annoy you one day), I'm one of those moms who likes to "relive" your birth every year...you know..the "I remember...blah, blah, blah...water breaking...blah, blah, blah...excruciating pain...blah, blah, blah...epidural...blah, blah, blah...talking on the phone while pushing...blah, blah, blah...perfect baby...you get the idea. 

Some day soon you'll roll your eyes at me for this, but give me this one will ya?  I loved that day.  LOVED.  You forever changed me for the better and watching you grow up is the most spectacular, bitter-sweet thing in the world.
I must admit that I have been doing a miserable job of keeping up this blog for you lately.  I'd love to say it's because we have so much going on, but lets be real.  Life is a lot.  All the time.  That's just how it is.  That's not an excuse to stop documenting it for you.  I want you (and your brother) to have a record of what was.  How it was.  How I felt about things...and you.  I was doing really well with the picture thing for a while, but that too has all but stopped.  I promise to get better.  I have to.  Because this birthday of yours has kinda thrown me for a loop.  This time last year we were getting on a plane and moving to London.  A YEAR!  How can that be?

So Cade...on this...your third birthday - here are just a few of the things I love about you:
You start every morning with a smile and sheer excitement.
You have a truly sweet spirit.
You are quick to say I'm sorry.
You adore your brother.
Your hair.
You have no volume control (ok, this one is a love/hate for me but it's really cute).
You still snuggle me.
You are mine.

And really, that's the most amazing part to me.  That God gave YOU to ME.  To love and teach and nurture.  It's the best job I've ever had.  The pay is lousy.  But the payback is immeasurable.  I love you.  I adore you.  I cherish you.  I just wanted you to know...
Happy birthday sweet boy.