You came blazing into our world one year ago and have since woven yourself deeply into the depths of our family.
In one short year, we can already tell what your personality is shaping to be, and DUDE. You are cool. Persistent, determined, fiery. Funny.
Loving. Curious, mischievous, intelligent. We are so proud to be your parents, to watch you grow, to be challenged and stretched by your demands.
When you wrap your little chubby arms around my neck for a hug, everything is right in the world again. And when you point and exclaim with a gasp, "ITE!" for light, or "BA" for balloon, I can't stop the smile. You love, love, love stuffed animals and your blankie and love to smush your face into these things for a cuddle. You smush your face and stick your bum up into the air to sleep and sometimes I sneak into your room to watch you because it's just too cute.
You are still scootching on your bum to get around, and (now that you are wearing shorts in the heat) you have wounds up and down your right leg to show it. Ouch. You only use your right leg and right hand to scootch. It's really the funniest sight and everywhere we go people get a good chuckle to see you. It won't be long until you're walking though, because you pull up to stand and cruise everywhere, even trying to reach between furniture and starting to stand on your own.
You love to bother your brother now, and have learned how to throw yourself onto the floor with a dramatic wail if he ever takes things from you.
You love to get into anything that you're not supposed to - and you KNOW - because when you see me coming you scootch as fast as that arm and leg can go. Stinker. You love to pull the heat register's out of the floor and throw as many toys down there before I can get to you. Stinker!
I'm really glad that you're mostly sleeping through the night, finally. You sure still really REALLY like to nurse, and trying to cut out a feeding is proving to be difficult. You still get milk before I go to bed and again at around 5 or 6 in the morning. I can now rely on the fact that you will go back to sleep after that, so I can live with it. And really, I still enjoy those times with you in the quietness of the night, with you mostly asleep and the melody of your gulp - breathe - suck. We can do this for a while longer, love.
A lot happens in one year. I'm so happy and thankful for you, for us, for our journey together. You are loved, sweet Owen, more than my words here could ever say.
Happy First Birthday.
7 comments:
so cute leanne, this will be really cool for him to read when he's older!
Julie
This is a great idea, Leanne! Have you written letters to Lucas for all of his birthdays as well?
The part I liked best was when you talked about the two boys interacting. I wonder so much about how different Chase's life will be now that he has a little sister and how having an older brother that's always in her face will effect Dani's first 2 years in comparison to Chase's serene babyhood! Such crazy dynamics!
Owen's a beautiful boy, keep up the good work!
Thanks, Bonnie!
Yes, I've written a letter every year for Lucas, but didn't this year - somehow I ran out of time... you can look in the archives if you want. His birthday is in March.
loved this post! your little guy sounds SO much like my youngest, personality wise. fiery for sure! its also nice to know that i'm not the only one nursing my one year old before bed and again at 5 in the morning...boys and boobies...sigh.
What a sweet letter:). Your little guy is so cute, and it sounds like he has added his own little spice to your family!
Love the picture on the mexican blanket. What a darling you have there. Many blessings.
Beautiful letter Leanne. Love all the pictures of Owen. He's such an adorable (determined) little boy. Big hugs to you Owen - you are loved!
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