16.6.14

A letter to my two year old.

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Joshua Reg,

On the Eve of your second birthday I am feeling every emotion possible. Elation that I have you in my life, that cheeky grin and those sweet hugs. Frustration that you are such a monkey, throwing food and running in the opposite direction when I call you. Terror that time is passing so fast. Amazement that you are a real little person anymore, not really a baby in any way! Fear that I am doing this whole parenting thing wrong. Anticipation for the coming year, watching you grow and learn even more. Anger that I couldn't find the end of the cellotape. Exhaustion after blowing up two dozen balloons. Anticipation for your face in the morning, and our doughnut breakfast. Joy that you are becoming a strong independent kiddo, and that I get to teach you right from wrong, even if you don't always listen. 

You love twisting my hair when you're tired or upset. Diggers and cars are your favourite. You also like any ball sports and have impressive hand eye coordination. You request "I like to move it move it" a bazillion times a day and can throw a decent tantrum when you don't get your own way. You have everyone wrapped around your little finger with that sweet face. You eat incredible amounts, grazing through the day and fruits are your favourite. You keep me on my toes, and have many similarities to a mountain goat. You are still tiny, in 12-18m clothes, some 9-12 especially without nappies! You drive me absolutely crazy but I still love you with every fibre of my being. You sleep like a newborn, but I can't bring myself to do anything about it. You are teaching me so much about myself, even if I don't like what I find, you are making me a better person, a better mother, and for that I am so grateful. 

I love the way you love to fall asleep with me as close as possible, your fingers entwined in my hair.
I love the bond you have with your brother, you are so lucky to have each other. 
I love the way you repeat everything we say now, and expect applause every time. 
I love your expressive face, like a mirror to mine whether I like it or not! 
I love your rosy cheeks when you wake up from a nap, and how precious you look while you're sleeping. 
I love you, Jo-Jo, more than I can ever describe. Happy Birthday sweet boy, I hope you have the most magical day. 

Bee.

1 comment:

  1. Aw that is lovely!! Hope he had a fantastic birthday!!
    Lianne | TheBrunetteSays...

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