You’re three today, and I can’t wrap my head around how that
happened.
It seems like yesterday that we found out I was pregnant
with you. That day our world shifted, and we began the exciting, scary, and
overwhelming journey of preparing for your arrival. We didn’t know it then, but
our lives would never be the same in the very best kind of way.
In the early morning hours on March 9th, 2013, we
headed to the hospital anxious, nervous and excited for what the following
hours would bring. By 5pm, I was holding you in my arms, and in that moment,
you moved our world.
In the months and now years that have followed, we have
experienced moments incapacitating fear and vulnerability, and right along with
it, a joy that we never knew could exist. Your happiness is our happiness, your
sadness is our sadness.
Sweet boy, you have added immeasurable love and joy to our
lives. For each day that we get to be a part of your journey, we are blessed.
You are a sweet, fun-loving three year old who loves big, plays hard, and hugs
really, really tight. You are cautious and careful, and you are smart and
funny.
We are so proud of the little guy you’re becoming, and can’t
wait to see where the coming years take us (but we’re in no hurry).
Happy THIRD birthday, Jackson!
