It cannot be possible that tomorrow my beautiful baby boy Cameron will turn 3 years old. When I was pregnant Chris was beside himself. He could not wait to become a daddy again. The night before Cameron was born, I remember telling that anxious daddy - to be that time would fly by and before we could catch our breath he would turn 3 and not be a baby anymore. I told him not to rush things, to enjoy every single moment. (which was difficult for me at 39 weeks pregnant..... In August!) And yet here we are, 3 years later & after 4 children, I am still amazed at how our days together can feel so long and our years together so short. But it turns out I was wrong. Because no matter how many times he picks a lock, learns to disassemble child safety equipment, Or tells his grandfather to "shut up and go to Jupiter" he will still be my baby. No matter how many times I get that much dreaded call from his teacher or how many bandages I have to put on those rambunctious little knees. He will still be my baby. No matter how many times he gets his heart broken or breaks the hearts of the poor, sweet, unsuspecting girls that will no doubt fall in love with those big brown eyes and long batting eyelashes. Cameron will always be my baby. No matter how many birthdays come and go I will remember the first time I saw his face. It was instant love. He is my baby and that will never change. I look ahead with anticipation. Because there is no limit to what this little person can do. He will absolutely be someone special in this world. And I love him more every single day. Happy birthday sweet boy. You mean the world to your momma :)
Posted on: Sat, 31 Aug 2013 04:11:01 +0000
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