Dear Sweet Baby Max,
It was right about now that Daddy was insisting we go to the hospital and I was telling him how silly he was because we were all set to check in at 6:00 a.m. You see, I was having these rather painful cramps but I thought I was just nervous about the c-section in the morning.
You sure were stubborn! Getting all wedged in there kitty-corner. I always wondered why you never kicked and once we had that last ultrasound we knew why. You must have been very uncomfortable stuck in there with your legs up over your head! I am so grateful to Dr. K for assuring us that every thing would be ok. And it was!
You did me a big favor on the night of July 25th. I had kind of gotten hung up on arbitrarily picking your birthday, but you knew right when you wanted to be born. Maybe you and Dr. K had a little chat without telling me, but you were ready to get things in gear and come on out one way or the other on the 26th!
Auntie Janice met us at the hospital, Grandma was there and Aunt Jen and Uncle Eddie too. Dub and Zuzu were safely at home anxiously awaiting news of your arrival. Everyone was so excited to meet you. I was so scared of the surgery but so, so happy!
Imagine my surprise when they hooked me up to the monitor and declared I was in labor! Contractions only two minutes apart. You don’t know the phrase yet, but denial ain’t just a river in Egypt. So thank you for releasing me from the worry of picking your birthday. You came right when you were meant too.
Hearing your cry when you came into this world is the best sound I have ever heard. You are full of bests, you know. The first time you recognized me was the best feeling ever, your laugh is the best at lifting my heart, your smile is the best at warming my soul, when your eyes light up you are the best at reminding me there is magic in the world.
Feeling you fall asleep against me is the best, I am completely and utterly content. There is no where I would rather be. And as I know the nights of nursing you to sleep are further gone than we have ahead of us, I am so thankful to you Baby Max for teaching me so much about peace, about happiness and about divinity.
I’ve heard the phrase ‘A child of God’ before and thought…yeah, yeah, we are all children of God. Whatever. But then you were born and I understood the very proof that there is something bigger than us is in your breath, in your wonder, just…in YOU. You are a miracle to me, and now I look at all other babies as miracles too. You are what life is all about, children.
It’s pretty easy for me to get carried away in the sentimentality of your first birthday, so I’ll try to resist and just say thank you for being born. For being so perfectly you. For sharing your food with strangers, for offering your toys to others, for laughing at the puppy, for climbing over everything to get to me. I cannot wait to see what this next year holds for us, Stinker. Because this year has been amazing. I love you so much, unconditionally and for exactly who you are at this moment. I will strive to always do that…let you be who you are and not what I remember or wish.
You are so fun that I know it will be easy. And while I may long for the snuggly baby days, I am certain that you will teach me how great the toddler years are, and then school age, and then teenage….ok maybe not teenage, let’s just agree to get through that one as best we can and still love one another alright?
You are the coolest person I know, the handsomest and the sweetest. It’s gone so fast, it’s hard to say goodbye to this first year!
Happy Birthday Love Bug, Monkey, Stinky D, Baby Max, Potato Baby, Little Nursling. My heart wants to burst with love for you.
Happy First Birthday my Sweet Baby Max
In the words of the lovely Irish Nun who blessed you before we left the Hospital “and God, if there is any thing we’ve forgotten…You know.”