I guess I should call you Ollie, as you respond to that, and not Oliver. Sometimes I hold you in my arms and I get overwhelmed with love for you. I do not take your trust in me and your father lightly. I wish I could promise you that I will not let you down. Some day you will learn that I am not perfect, and it will be a hard lesson for you. You won't understand it when I have to be the bad guy and make decisions you don't agree with. You see, I love you so much, I am willing to be the bad guy so you will grow into a wonderful man.
But for now, life is simple. All you need is food and snuggles.
You are so curious! You have been lovingly nicknamed an "owl" by a sweet lady in our church because you almost turn your whole head around trying to get a good look at everybody. You are fully embracing your five senses and I love watching your development. I love seeing the world through your eyes. Everything is new and interesting. I hope your curiosity never diminishes.
You are so sweet-natured. Eighty percent of the time you are so content. Sometimes you just need your mom and I admit I don't mind it. Even when I am tickling you and you don't feel like laughing, you still smile because you are a polite young gentleman. You make my heart so warm when I hear your laugh and see your smile, especially when I am the cause of it.
I have been praying for you ever since I was a little girl. I pray that me and your father won't get in the way of you one day having a relationship with Jesus. I pray that you don't waste your time with things of the world but keep your focus on Him. We all mess up, including yours truly, but the grace of Jesus knows no bounds. Also, I pray that you don't get away with anything.
My dear, sweet Oliver. Here is a secret, your father and I will make mistakes as we are figuring this parenting thing out day-by-day. Know, we are doing our best and our motivation for our decisions is love.
There is so much more I can say, but I will leave you with this: I love you and I am so honored to be your mom.
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