How can it possibly be January 12th once again?? My darling Dawson is growing at lightning speed and my heart can hardly keep up. This past year has been such a crazy ride of learning, and growth, meltdowns, and achievements. My squishy baby seamlessly and effortlessly transformed into a toddler. I wish there were a way to bottle up his littledom, tuck it away for safe keeping until my aching heart craved the warmth of his slobbery kiss once more, or the soft squish of his chunky thighs, all while somehow still relishing in the presence of now. To not take away his growth, but have a way of simply revisiting it fully, senses and all. I felt it a year ago, I feel it today, and I’ll likely feel it every year from here until the day I die. To selfishly want my baby and my growing boy at the exact same time. I suppose that’s the small burden of becoming a Mother, we never truly let go of what was, while still wanting what’s to come.
But, back to my little boy! The one whose made all these feelings real for me. He’s truly made up of all the good bits. He’s smart(!), but goofy, he still needs his Momma, but loves to insist on, ‘I do it’. He has a persistence about him that sometimes rivals a top-notch car salesman, but will melt like butter into my arms when bed time rolls around. He loves showers, bacon, and his puppies. He could probably do without jackets, singing stuffed animals, and sitting at red lights. He’s obsessed with his Papa’s & his Aunt Mel, and demands a good ol’ game of hide n’ seek whenever they’re around- of which he’s surprisingly a very good ‘hider’. He’s dynamic, sensitive, and undoubtedly an introvert. I could go on for days, really. Dawson, my love, you are my sunshine & simply always will be.
Happy 2nd Birthday to you, sweet boy.
Here’s a small round-up of some of my favorite photos from the past 12 months.