Dear Silly Baby,
You are approaching your 18th month of life, and I have to say, you are amazing! Every day you learn something new. Every day I see so much life and joy behind your eyes. I keep my phone around for the very purpose of trying to capture just a glimpse of your personality, because you have so much character already! I am in complete awe of how far you have come in just 18 short months.
You have always done things on your terms, down to how you came into this world. You started crawling and walking when you were ready. You’ve said your words on your terms. You are incredibly intelligent and I see you putting things together to figure out your world. I have to be careful around you for this reason. Just the other day, I turned my back on you for a few minutes and this is what I found.
You scared the daylights out of me, but at the same time I was so proud that you were able to figure out how to do this on your own without killing yourself.
I’m not a perfect mom, but I am doing my best. I worry about you every day. I worry whether I am parenting you right. I worry about whether you’re happy now or if the path we’re headed towards will lead to your happiness as an adult. I worry whether you are learning things on time; basic things like your letters, numbers, colors and shapes. We’ve started working on all these things and I worry if I’m teaching them to you right, or if you’re picking up on all these things, because as your short history shows, I won’t see whether you understand any of this until one day when it all clicks and I’m reassured that I’m doing everything right.
As you can probably see, all I want is the best for you. I want is for you to function in life at your full potential and I don’t want you to ever think that anything can or should hold you back, because life is full of possibilities, so long as you take advantage of what’s been given to you.
I know in the coming months, I’m going to see so much more from you. I’m going to see you start talking more and becoming even more adventurous than your dining room table climbs. As much as I want to see you conquer every one of your own personal Everest’s, please, for the love of God, don’t give me a heart attack with your conquests. Remember your limitations, because unfortunately we all have some and please understand that when I tell you that you can’t do something, I’m saying this for your own safety and out of an incredible amount of love.
Keep accomplishing all your goals. Keep smiling and keep exploring. And even if you’re not smiling, know that it’s ok because everything will always get better.
I love you my little boy.