The following is an insert I wrote for Jackson’s baby book. It’s more or less a letter for him. I didn’t intend for it to be a blog post but I thought that you grandparents, great-grandparents, and aunts who are checking the blog for Jackson updates would enjoy it.
At the end of each age and stage a wave of sadness washes over me because I know pictures and precious memories are all that remain of my tiny boy. I’m now beginning to realize that each stage seems to be my favorite.
I cannot believe that you are one and a half! Wow, two seems just around the corner. I can close my eyes and picture myself rocking in your nursery singing and reading to my big belly and here you are thirty pounds and thirty-four inches (90th percentile for both) of pure joy. Know how much you are loved, my son. Your Daddy and I marvel at the miracle of you. Although I realize I cannot skim the surface of the love God has for us, having you has given me an inkling of the love He has for us and for Jesus and what a magnificent, unimaginable sacrifice He made for you and me. Above all other prayers, I pray that you will come to know and love our precious Savior.
I am SO thankful for the opportunity to stay at home with you each day. I never thought I was the stay-at-home type and worried that I would be bored- ha! There’s never a dull moment between play dates, going to the park, feeding the ducks at the bay, strolls, church, The Little Gym, the library story time, and our schedule at home. Each morning begins with you screaming “Mommy” from your crib the moment you wake (which is usually much earlier than I’d like) but you’re definitely the sweetest alarm clock I’ve ever had. We have a blast and some of our most precious moments include us still in our pajamas reading book after book and rolling around giggling on your bedroom floor.
You amaze me! You are so verbal and I feel like you say new words each day. I used to try to keep up with your new words, but there’s no hope anymore. You are beginning to say two and three word sentences like: “get it, please”; “big ball”, “blue ball”, etc. A few days ago after I got you your stool you said “Awww, nice”. J One day last week you made your first attempt at “I love you” and it melted my heart. This morning you started jumping over your Boppy and looked up at me, smiled and said “Over boppy.” I asked you if you could go under the Boppy and you picked it up and stood right under it and said “Under boppy”. You are such a smart boy.
Most of your words are recognizable, however some need translation: “mee-ma”= that one too, “vee-veet”= open it, “di-dew”= dinosaur, “ee-ya-me”= Elmo, “doo-dah”= vacuum (your vacumm sings “I’m going to clean the floor today, do-dah, do-dah…”), “happy”= apple and sometimes strawberry and “fur- fur”= sticker.
Some of your favorite things include: “E-I-Ds” (ABCs) on the computer, using your shovel and bucket to “dee-dump” (dig and dump) the rocks and sand, “drive” the car, use the key to unlock and lock the door, milk, swinging, stickers, bubbles, play-dough, crayons, painting, playing with Daddy in the closet, and playing with almost anything that you can open and close. Your least favorites are keeping food on your plate, diaper changes and brushing your teeth (which I would compare to wrestling an alligator).
You are so sweet with your friends. You very rarely take a toy from another child and usually just move on to another activity if someone takes something from you.
You know all of your letters and most of the letter sounds, if I say “one” you’ll say “two, three!”, we’re working on our colors and you often recognize pink, purple, orange, green , blue and red- but if you’re not sure- everything is purple. We just turned your car seat around and now you love to tell me “red- sop!” and “geen- go!” Yesterday you dumped out your alphabet puzzle and put it all back together on your own while naming all the letters. I tried to contain myself but the proud mommy/ teacher in me couldn’t help but squeal. You are so smart and completely amaze us every day.
You are such a joy, my precious child. I will be forever grateful that God gave us you.
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