Today is your 8th month of life and generally I write to entertain the masses but today I thought I would write specifically to you. These past 8 months have been a wonderful, crazy, beautiful, terrifying, whirl wind. I'm still in awe about how far we've come in such a short time and how truly life changing this journey continues to be. When I say we I'm talking not only about your Dad and me, but you and even the dog (hey she had to give up her place as numero uno in this house when you came along).
I've been addicted to this song that's been out on the radio for quite some time now but it first aired around the time I went back to work after you were born. For whatever reason, probably mostly hormones, it made me cry, smile, laugh, reminice and eventually take some of its message to heart. The song is called "For the First Time" by the Script. You'll need to Google it or whatever you're do in 2020 to find old music :-) but for the sake of today's audience I'll post a video clip here:
For whatever reason this song spoke to me in a way that not many do (unless your Dad is singing them to me). The song itself was written about a couple going through hard times financially, and how the hard times are making them really have to work on their relationship and who they are as people...kind of like what you have to do when "you and me and baby make three"...
As I listened it reminded me of your Dad and I in a small way, and really all couples who are expereincing the trials and tribulations of first time parenthood (we have a lot of those such friends). All that we've been through as new parents, and how after you were born it really made us see one another in a totally new light. We've known each other for 8 years but when you came along the impact of being parents was one that was life changing - in ways that we expected and in ways we could never have dreamed of. Anyone who tells you that becoming a parent for the first time is easy is either 1. flat out lying, 2. doesn't care about their kids, or 3. is simply nuts.
Your Dad and I count our blessings often and one of those blessings is of course that your healthy, one other is that you continue to be a very low maintanence baby, good tempered, always happy - you eat, sleep, play and go about your business - of course having put this blessing in writting I'm surely jinxing myself! It doesn't mean that the first few months of your life while we were figuring you out and figuring out this thing called parenthood, as well as learning to communicate with each other about the most important thing in our lives - all the while running on little to no sleep, ampt up hormones (mine), and our overall desire to love every minute with you, didn't take work, time and patience.
The one thing your Dad and I have is good communication, and your father has endless amounts of patience. Those two things plus a bottle of wine and he and I can do anything. The reason we wanted you so much was because we knew we had something special between us that we wanted to share with you. I know that someday as you read this you'll know what an amazing man your father is simply by the type of father he's been to you...and I pray that you won't find your mother an incessant bore (or too big of a nag)!
We've come so far as a family in these past 8 months and have so much farther to travel on this journey. Your father and I have grown as people, not just parents, so someday when I'm ragging on you for not picking up your room or not doing your homework you can pull up this blog and remind me of all that you've done for Daddy and I...I'll thank you and then promptly make you do whatever it was I asked you to do in the first place...don't think for one second that nostalgia is going to save you from doing your chores little Miss!
BTW - you're days away from crawling at this point so all I said about being an easy, low maintanence baby could go right out the window the minute you go mobile!
Happy Birthday My Love,
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