Happy Birthday Ikey

My Isaac, a year ago you were doing this:

Yes, thats you springing forth from my loins, minus the loins (no one wants to see that). You sprung so fast that poor Dr. Scaman never had a chance to change into his scrubs. You were coming and you were coming NOW!! After that moment I blinked and my loins were healed and you were one! (I love that in the background you can see my own mommy’s hand on mine, supporting me through one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Watching me as I come to realize the full extent of her love for me.)

Can you believe it baby? You’ve gone from being this little limp, blue thing (the cord was wrapped around your neck…I tend to give birth to blue babies) to someone, who left to their own devices, could most likely survive (you eat anything you can get your hands on!!)

You’re already a full time toddler which blows my mind. I’m proud of your determination to walk but I wouldn’t have minded you got determined a little later. With walking comes attitude and you’re full of it these days.

This past year has come with many challenges. We had to move twice when you were very small and wee.

Despite your fatty fatty fatness, you were quite the challenge to get to nurse. We fought for 5 whole months. Ya you think you’re a pro now but we worked on that long and hard. We fought for it together and I’m so glad we made it through my lovey love.

You have brought so much joy to my life. I can’t believe how my heart could expand once again and let you in to be loved by all of me. It wasn’t hard you know. You’re just so lovable. You’re so happy (well, most of the time) and such a sweetie pie. You love people and you love me the most :).

I like it that you a mama’s boy, it makes me feel very special (and only mildly annoyed :).

I love how you already try and do the things I am doing. It was so cute to watch you try and sweep the floor yesterday. The way you wipe the table with the cloth is pretty cute too. I have a feeling you’re going to come in handy.

From the moment you first moved in my tummy, I knew you were going to be trouble. You were so strong!! I could also tell by how much you’d talk to me even when you were so little. Chatty infants seem to grow up to be more into things, from my experiences at least. You grab anything you can get those little paws on and you laugh at me when I say no. Fun game huh? But really, you don’t feel like too much trouble to me. I like that you’re interested in the world around you. You keep me on my toes but it sure makes for a lot of time together, which I like.

Isaac, I want so much for you. I hope that I can be the mother you need me to be. I hope we can be open enough with each other that you can tell me what you need from me. I pray that you keep your determination and your interest in the world around you, that you grow to be happy and confident in the person you are. I’m hoping that you’ll stay authentic, that you’ll care about yourself, your family and the world around you. I’m hoping I can help instill a deep sense of integrity in you, that you’ll be a good person because it’s good for you and good for the people around you. I hope that you learn to do what you love.

I know those are big goals for you but with the amazing support system that we have around us, I’m sure we can do anything we set our minds to.

Ikey, I love you so much. I’m excited for that day that you look at your own child and finally realize the love that I have for you.

You light up my life my little darling, I’m excited to watch you grow for another year. I thank God everyday that he chose me to be your mommy, it’s the best honor in the world.

Love, Mommy.

To view Isaac’s birth story click here

Now for my assignment…

Honest: –adjective

1.	honorable in principles, intentions, and actions; upright and fair: an honest person.

2.	showing uprightness and fairness: honest dealings.

3.	gained or obtained fairly: honest wealth.

4.	sincere; frank: an honest face.

5.	genuine or unadulterated: honest commoditie

Honesty is one of my traits that I am very happy I have. I’ve always had a deep sense of honesty, I can hardly ever tell a lie (unless it’s one of those things you just HAVE to do…you know what I mean). I can’t even tell a person they have a cute kid if they really don’t. Or if they’re pretty and I actually don’t think so. Lying doesn’t come naturally to me at all. Truthfulness makes me wear my heart on my sleeve and it helps me be the person I actually am. I can’t pretend to be happy or anything other than what I’m truly feeling.

There was a time in my life where I felt a lot of guilt. I dread that feeling and I think that’s what has helped mold me this way. I love my honesty, even though it can get me into trouble at times. It makes me who I am and helps me to stay true to myself. Without honesty I could have ended up being someone very different, someone who really isn’t herself.

It really hurt me when people, over the years, thought I wasn’t being truthful. I hate it when people don’t believe me. It’s one of the worst feelings in the world to me.

At any rate, I’m an honest person and I like that about me.