Happy birthday, Thomas! Today you turn three.
Three. I can’t believe it.
I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. I remember holding you for the first time in my arms, falling deeply and instantly in love with you. I remember it with such crystal-clear clarity that it sometimes seems impossible that three whole years have passed since that moment.
My heart grew much bigger that day. And it just keeps on getting bigger.
My heart grows bigger with warm and fuzzy love when you are so free with your hugs and kisses and the snuggly way you rest your head on my shoulder.
My heart grows bigger with patience when you consistently and aggressively push the boundaries.
My hear grows bigger with the light and joy when you make jokes and laugh your adorable laugh.
These three years have gone by in a blink, and I’ve totally enjoyed watching you become your own little person. You laugh loudly, and you love freely. You have an amazing imagination as you transform into a pirate or a robot or a monster. You have an incredible vocabulary, and you are able to articulate your feelings quite effectively. You are rough and tumble-y yet so gentle and thoughtful.
I am so proud of who you are becoming. And I am grateful for all that you have taught me.
I wish nothing but happiness for you. I hope that you always live your life with as much enthusiasm, curiosity, and gentleness as you do now.
May you always have that special twinkle in your eye.
Happy Birthday, Thomas.
I love you forever.