Happy Birthday, Porter Alan.

Friday, December 20, 2013

I can't believe it's been o n e y e a r since we met you for the first time. This year has been beyond anything we could have ever imagined; it's been hard, sure... but I have to admit. God went easy on us ;) He eased us into parenthood gently, only giving us as much as He knew we could handle. I learned how to be a parent because of you, I experienced so many firsts because of you... I will forever love you on a level that I didn't believe was physically possible.

You are a perfect little human. You're smart and funny and kind, and you haven't even been on the planet for 365 days yet. Today I slipped on a book and fell, and you ran up to me and put your hand on my back, bent down to look me in the eye... to make sure I was ok. Then you laid your cheek against mine, and smiled. I pray that you'll always always love me like that -- no matter what I may do to embarrass or anger you, you always love me unconditionally. I promise I'll do the same.

I knew there would be sleepless nights, but I didn't understand how much they would mean to me. I walk in, and pick you up, and we spend time together in the recliner... usually just a few minutes before you're back to sleep. I love that you need me, and I'm cherishing these years.

Thank you for teaching me how to be a mommy. Thank you for making your dad a father. I have a lot to learn; we have a lot to learn... but we created you, and you created us. You had a huge job to you, and you did it perfectly... I know we'll learn a lot more over the years together, but I'm not nervous at all. We can do this. You've made it possible, and I have an unshakable faith in you and a deep, selfless trust in you that blows my mind. You are the firstborn. There's nothing like it.

Happy birthday, little one. You're the best thing that's ever happened to us.

1 comment:

  1. Ok, I have goosebumps. Seriously, there's nothing like being a momma! You said it all perfectly!