People! We are going on vacation!
If I was a good blogger that removed her head from her ass at least once in her life, I’d have guest blogs lined up for y’all to read, with a taste of my favorites. & I’d pre-write & schedule McFatty Monday. & leave you with something witty in your pockets to tide you over until my return. Ummm…but I don’t. Because even though I love y’all, I am so excited for VACATION! that I can barely stand it.
Bye-bye, y’all! See you in a week!
Dear Harrison,
Today you are 10 months old. This morning, you piped up a little too early for my taste, but in all honesty, I was ready to start the day the moment I saw your face peering over the rails of the crib. We made a quick run to the grocery store & when you grinned & shouted “NANA!” at the bananas, I knew there has never been a smarter child than you. Right now, you’re sitting on the floor with Daddy, pretending to make phone calls on your toy phone & the sight of it simply warms me through my soul. Harrison, I feel like I’m finally understanding the sweetness of motherhood, the inexplicable overflowing of love, & it’s all because of you. It’s because of these small moments where I watch you crawl over Daddy, blowing raspberries & giggling. It’s because of your growing vocabulary, shouting out “CRACKER!” at lunch. & because of the end of the day, when you’re curled up in my arms & we rock slowly, even though your legs now drape over mine & off the chair.
Harrison, you’re growing up too fast & I’m pretty sure that I’m going to blink & you’ll be changing my diapers in a nursing home after I’ve become the crazy cat lady. Time is simply flying by too quickly & you’re turning into a little, independent boy in front of my eyes.
A week ago when I returned from my trip, you looked at me, grinned, & let go of Daddy’s hands. YOU LET GO, Harrison. & took about ten precious, tiny, sure steps in my direction. In that moment, I don’t know who felt more pride – me or you. Your face looked like Christmas morning as you toddled towards me, arms outstretched. Like everything good & whole & perfect in this world. & I burst into tears from the magic of it all.
Harrison, I hope you always chase after your goals & dreams with the same tenacity that you’ve grasped walking. Take a deep breath, a quick prayer, & LET GO. Let go & step forward. Let go & be sure in your way. Let go & achieve.
& you’ll never go wrong.
I love you forever.
Love,
Momma
Harrison, 10 months.
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