Thursday, August 2, 2012

Three Months Old

Bubba (yep, this is what we're calling you right now),

When I found out we were having a boy, I wasn't excited.  I was actually downright disappointed at times.  I wanted another girl.  I wanted a girl to dress up, whose hair I could do, who would be sweet and loving and snuggly.  But I wasn't having a girl--I was having you.  I had a lot of apprehension from the moment we found out you were a boy until the day you were born.  And then when you were born, none of it mattered anymore; I was in love.  And that love hasn't wavered and I haven't had one moment of wishing you were a girl from the moment I met you.  You are so incredibly sweet, happy, laid-back, AND snuggly.  Is it possible that you'll become more independent than your sister and resist hugs and cuddles from Mommy?  Sure, and I dread that day.  But for now, I cannot imagine having any other baby.  I spend my days home with you (I'm only back to work part time right now) laughing and smiling.  The only time you cry is when you're tired or hungry, both of which can be fixed pretty easily.  You are the happiest baby I've ever seen and you have the best laugh.  You giggle at your big sister, even when she's being a little rough--I think you actually like it.  This morning, for instance, she was lifting your legs up to your chest while you were propped up in a sitting position on the couch.  Sounds uncomfortable for an adult!  She then pulled your legs down and would pull you from sitting to laying on the couch.  You thought it was the best thing ever.  I love watching the two of you together and love the gleam you get in your eyes when she's near.

I cannot wait to see what sort of man you grow into.  If you grow up to be exactly like your daddy I'll be a happy mommy.  I hope we can make that happen.  I want you to retain your laid-back, happy ways, to always go with the flow.  I want you to respect others.  I want you to understand work ethic and work hard to get the things you want in life.  I want you to have a silly streak.  I want you to understand that men don't have to hide their emotions.  There are so many things I want to teach you, my little man.

For now, though, I just want to hold you, talk to you, nibble on your chubby cheeks and thighs, and see that beautiful smile.

Love,
Mommy

4 comments:

Cassie said...

So, yeah. This made me cry. Mamas writing love letters to their little boys just gets me all sappy. :)

Sarah Dee said...

Boys are great! I am happy for you and your little guy.

I totally forgot I could be carrying a girl until you reminded me last week.

The Stoycheffs said...

I'm glad things have turned out well...I knew they would. And I understand why you were worried. Just think of what an amazing, Godly, respectful man you will turn out!! It will be so much fun to see him doing boy-things with his Daddy when he gets older. Seeing Aidan fishing with Alex is so sweet. And my how little boys love their Mommies...

Tiffany Mitchell said...

I was worried about having a boy as well. I can tell you that my nearly 8 yr old (goodness where has time gone) is more cuddly with me then most girls I know. Boys just love their mommies I suppose that's where Daddy's girl and a Momma's boy came from LOL.