It’s a lazy morning here. And by lazy I obviously mean my children are playing with cars, watching Veggie Tales, and using “outside voices” inside. This is my version of peace for this moment in my life. I am going to relish in its sweet chaos.
That being said, I am taking a moment to finally write a birthday post about my firstborn, T.J. (yes, yes, his birthday was in January!). I wanted to write a Facebook post, and because of the pressures of social media, I felt almost guilty for not writing a post. Because, you know, if it isn’t on social media, you don’t actually feel love for your child. What was that sound? Oh yeah, that was the sound of my eyes rolling all the way back into my head for a moment.
Part of the problem was, I didn’t want to just write a simple post and be done because there is just so much to say. So here it goes… the proverbial “I love my child and don’t care if this posts embarrasses the tar out of him when he is thirteen” post. Heads up, this is going to be a super braggy mom post. If you don’t want to read a zillion wonderful, mushy things about my awesome five year old, feel free to hit that X button on the website window. I won’t be offended. Here goes! (Don’t say I didn’t warn you!):
Happy birthday, T.J.! Five years have come and gone in the blink of an eye. I knew I would not be prepared for how quickly time would fly by, and I was right. I don’t suppose anything can prepare a mother for the fact that after nine months of begging the clock to go faster, she will suddenly want it to stay perfectly still.
I could never breathe in the smell of you as a newborn enough. I could never cradle your teeny body in a soft sleeper as I let the time pass enough. I remember when you were a newborn, how I would lay with you and read for hours. Just spending time with my one and only. I would cry thinking about how my days with you as a newborn were numbered. Just as it became unbearable, you smiled. Suddenly I didn’t mourn your “newness” as much… I celebrated your new discovery! Life continued on that way, each phase bringing new skills that would make me awe at your growth, clapping and squealing for you- much to your delight!
You took my breath away when you were born. This tiny, beautiful child that God created within me! I felt you move inside of me, and there you were… in my arms. Now my heart melts when you want me to hold you… and although you are a gangly, boney, and sometimes smelly five year old, those cuddles are just as sweet as when you were small and squishy.
Your infectious giggles and laughs could bring sunshine to the rainiest of days. Our family is constantly entertained by your ridiculous sense of humor and off-the-cuff comments. Your sweet spirit and loving nature to your brother make my heart swell. And although we have gone through some difficult stages, I see the growth that each passing year has brought. Through the difficult times and the easier times, God has used you to teach me as I train you.
This past year was an exciting one as on July 14th, you gave your life to Jesus. I tried to truly make sure you understood the commitment you were making, and you did. With faith like a child but understanding of a believer, you told me that you knew Jesus was God. You knew what he did on the Cross for your sins. You knew what sins were. And you were ready to make God the “boss of your life”, trying to please Him because of what He did for you. I had offered for you to make that choice before, and this time, you were ready. I was and still am so proud for your decision. I know you are young, but we made sure you had a full understanding, and God tells us we should have faith like a child. I am glad you will grow up knowing the Lord- there is nothing else we could possibly do that would be better than to raise you up in the knowledge and love of Jesus Christ.
I have covered your sweet nature, your faith, and now I will speak of your intellect.
I am so in awe of your abilities. You shock me nearly every day with how much you know, remember, and learn. This past Christmas Eve, you took our extended family’s breath away when you read from the Bible part of the story of Christ’s birth. Every once in awhile, I under estimate you because you are still so little, but then I give something a shot, and you blow me away. This past Christmas season, I thought, “I should just give him the Polar Express book and see how much of it he can read.” We took turns and you read. the. Polar. Express. You read it!!! Save for a few words here and there that you needed a little help with, you read the story.
Your intelligence is astounding, but what I love the most is that you have an intense desire to learn. That, my dear boy, cannot be taught. You love to read, ask questions, learn math, watch educational videos, etc., etc. You have a thirst for knowledge that rivals your father’s- and trust me, your dad is a learner. There are times when you ask to do school. I said you were intelligent, but I did not say you were sane! Sometimes, the thousands of questions a minute are enough to drive us crazy, but it is just the way you are. You are always looking for answers, more information, deeper understanding.
Okay, now let’s go on to something wayyyy superficial. You are one of the cutest things I have ever seen. When I didn’t have your brother, you were the cutest, but now I have to keep things equal (and you are both stinkin’ cute!). When you give a genuine smile, it physically feels like my heart is reacting and swelling inside of me. You have these semi-dimples on your cheeks that show up with a true smile. You have different types of smiles: 1) picture smiles, 2) laughing smiles, 3) “I thought that was amusing” smiles, 4) cheeky, mischievous smiles, 5) sweet, gentle smiles, 6) “I am trying to get something from you using my powers of cuteness” smiles, and more. Every one is contagious.
From your beautiful blonde hair, ridden with cowlicks inherited by both your mom and dad, to your gorgeous, big, blue eyes, you are a beautiful child that I am seriously going to have to watch out for during high school! This isn’t even mentioning your freckles across your porcelain nose and cheeks.
I love you for all of these reasons and more. You are a gift to us, a treasure. Once Daddy and I knew you were on your way, our lives were never the same, in the very best way. Your energy, precocious personality, humor, love, and faith bring joy to us daily.
We love you T.J. Happy 5th birthday.