But there are many people you've brought joy to. You have an incredible amount of love and support around your life. Grandparents that can't get enough of you. Aunts that won't set you down if you are in sight. Great-Grandparents that delight in your youth and newness. And a Great-Great Grandpa who never thought he would see this day. (I will talk more of your lineage in a later post. Just know that you have a large and deep support net around you.)
We brought you home from the hospital on Christmas day, with snow flurries in the air. You are a good and precious gift. The best I have received. And you continue to give me good gifts son. As I sit up with you at night, or hold you when I return home from work, you bring joy and peace. I sometimes just laugh out loud as I hold you and you make faces, or as you stretch and move while waking up. You have recently begun to smile, and there is no greater source of goodness in my world.
Your mother has been amazing with you. Never before have I seen such determination, love, and strength from her. Not only in the long labor that brought you into this world, but in the long nights and the feedings and the way she is sacrificing her own strength to give you yours. I am so proud of her.
We often forget what our mothers went through by the time we're old enough to show them how much we appreciate it. And although you too will forget these precious first months of life, I pray that you hold on to the love and appreciation you have for your mother right now. That you respect her, protect her, and give back just a little of the great love she has for you.
This post has been long overdue, I suppose we've had our hands full this first month of your life, but just know that we love you. We love you now, and always. You'll often look up into our eyes, and hold our gaze, and I can't help but think that for tiny moments we connect, and you understand, and we get each other. Fatherhood is large, but my heart has grown larger for it.
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