Happiest of birthdays to you, baby Jake! You are our smiling, happy go lucky, sweet little boy. You can be found at any given point of any given day reading, emptying drawers, or playing with your trucks. No pair of shoes is safe with you around–you claim them all as your own! You LOVE to run and jump and kick soccer balls. It certainly didn’t take long for you to learn to push yourself on the scooter, and did we mention you taught Rachel how to drive the PowerWheels Corvette?
There are so many things I’d like to say to you about how sweet you are and how precious you will always be to me, but my words are failing me right now. Instead I have a little bit of a lump in my throat thinking about that teeny tiny baby that I held in my arms the first day you were born. So delicate and sweet. I remember your tiny little hands and how they would grasp to hold on to mine anytime yours were set free. I knew right away that you were “my” little baby, the one that I had prayed for since I was a little girl, given to us to bring so much love and joy to our family. Since then you have done that and so much more! We love you more than anything, sweet babe!
Sometimes it’s still surreal for me to think about all those times I prayed for you before you were born. I remember praying for my future children when I was just a little girl…and now here you and your sister are. I had no idea what you were going to look like or act like, or how your little personality would light up my life, but I knew that I would love you always–because I already did! You are such a blessing little Jake, I hope you always remember that.
Thank you for reminding me that it’s o.k. if things don’t always go according to plan. Thank you for reminding me that it’s o.k. to smile…even if people don’t smile back, that doesn’t take away from the smile that you gave. You help me to appreciate the little things in life. I’ve never paid as much attention to birds flying by, ants crawling on the ground, or cars stopping at a stop sign before you were born. When the wind blows, you stop and close your eyes just to be able to feel it blow across your face. I could cry at the sweetness of your innocence and it reminds me what life is all about. Thank you for that, Jake.
You are the best Jake I could ever ask for. Thank you for being so precious and perfect for our family. Being your Mom is truly one of the greatest blessings in my life. I love you always, little Jake.
To the moon and back.
Happy Birthday, little buddy. xoxo