My sweet Liam,
I have decided to write you a letter on the day of your birthday every year.
I will do this for 18 years until your 18th birthday.
I will let you read all 18 on that very special day.
As for now, where do I even begin?
Letter number one.
Today you turned one w h o l e year. I truly don't know where the time has gone.
I have decided to write you a letter on the day of your birthday every year.
I will do this for 18 years until your 18th birthday.
I will let you read all 18 on that very special day.
As for now, where do I even begin?
Letter number one.
Today you turned one w h o l e year. I truly don't know where the time has gone.
I have to pinch myself just to make sure I'm not dreaming and that you truly are one today.
I can't even recall how perfectly you fit into my arms as a newborn which was only 12 months ago...
My first year with you has been nothing short of... well, amazaballz to say the very least.
I can't even recall how perfectly you fit into my arms as a newborn which was only 12 months ago...
My first year with you has been nothing short of... well, amazaballz to say the very least.
Your daddy and I are working really, and I mean reeee-hee-hee-lly (Ace Ventura thing, you'll have to go watch the movies Liam) hard to one day give you the future you so richly deserve.
Daddy's current job has him working
12+ hours a day,
5 days a week,
every week.
...so that makes weekends are very favorite thing in the world.
This is what our weekends with you look like:
First and foremost, your Dad and I have become masters at compromising.
Well, I'm still working on it to tell you the truth, but I'll get there eventually.
We watch an hour of Super Why, your most favorite show at the time,
whose theme song you dance your little butt off to.
This same theme song happens to be very catchy. Has me singing it all day long.
Daddy's current job has him working
12+ hours a day,
5 days a week,
every week.
...so that makes weekends are very favorite thing in the world.
This is what our weekends with you look like:
First and foremost, your Dad and I have become masters at compromising.
Well, I'm still working on it to tell you the truth, but I'll get there eventually.
We watch an hour of Super Why, your most favorite show at the time,
whose theme song you dance your little butt off to.
This same theme song happens to be very catchy. Has me singing it all day long.
After the very l o n g hour of Super Why,
we force you to sit and watch an episode or five of American Horror Stories with us.
That being said, if you now have nightmares on the regular, it is highly probable that it is entirely your father's fault, and for that I am deeply sorry.
After our daily dose of Netflix, we go spend the time by the Grandparent's
who sometimes don't let us take you back home.
So let's see, after visitations we go out for a nice little dinner
and come home to snuggle the night away. Or I should say, we (your Dad and I) do.
I should add that you never liked cuddling
or giving mommy and daddy kisses, or anyone for that matter.
But you do have the most adorable "kissy," well, more like "mug face," if you ask me.
We would curl your top lip up and it would trigger a mad pout with squinty eyes.
Ohhh, and wait till you hear this.
Anytime I ask you if you love me, you shake your head no and laugh about it.
Every. single. time.
Evil little boy.
we force you to sit and watch an episode or five of American Horror Stories with us.
That being said, if you now have nightmares on the regular, it is highly probable that it is entirely your father's fault, and for that I am deeply sorry.
After our daily dose of Netflix, we go spend the time by the Grandparent's
who sometimes don't let us take you back home.
So let's see, after visitations we go out for a nice little dinner
and come home to snuggle the night away. Or I should say, we (your Dad and I) do.
I should add that you never liked cuddling
or giving mommy and daddy kisses, or anyone for that matter.
But you do have the most adorable "kissy," well, more like "mug face," if you ask me.
We would curl your top lip up and it would trigger a mad pout with squinty eyes.
Ohhh, and wait till you hear this.
Anytime I ask you if you love me, you shake your head no and laugh about it.
Every. single. time.
Evil little boy.
On to a serious note of your first year of life...
Liam, you are one hell of a happy baby!
I feared you would be a cranky baby
because I was in the middle of studying for finals
right up until you were born one year ago.
Thank God that isn't the case!
Serious note number 2...
Sleep. You were, and I said were a great sleeper.
Day three when we got home from the hospital, you slept through the whole night.
But of course, all good things must come to an end.
Now you wake up 2-5 times a night.
Have some mercy on me Liam!
I wake up looking and feeling like a zombie as I drive myself to school every morning
still half asleep.
Serious note number 3...
Food.
You and food are best friends, but well you got that from me.
I love food too, mijo.
And with that, let's talk about CAKE!
The one you smashed below is just one of the three cakes you got for your first birthday.
Liam, you are one hell of a happy baby!
I feared you would be a cranky baby
because I was in the middle of studying for finals
right up until you were born one year ago.
Thank God that isn't the case!
Serious note number 2...
Sleep. You were, and I said were a great sleeper.
Day three when we got home from the hospital, you slept through the whole night.
But of course, all good things must come to an end.
Now you wake up 2-5 times a night.
Have some mercy on me Liam!
I wake up looking and feeling like a zombie as I drive myself to school every morning
still half asleep.
Serious note number 3...
Food.
You and food are best friends, but well you got that from me.
I love food too, mijo.
And with that, let's talk about CAKE!
The one you smashed below is just one of the three cakes you got for your first birthday.
Happy birthday my sweet boy! Until next year,
which I am sure will go by just as fast as this first year.
(tear)
*(tears)
Ok, now I'm figuratively bawling inside.
which I am sure will go by just as fast as this first year.
(tear)
*(tears)
Ok, now I'm figuratively bawling inside.