I admit, I wanted to write these more often, but life has a funny way of sneaking in and things get away from me. I am trying to be better about it, but I can't make any promises that these letters won't happen with some time lapses between them.
My dearest boy,
Time has flown by and you are already two and a half. It's funny how those short two years have faded my memories of life before you were a part of it. I can hardly remember what it's like to just take off to someplace without thinking, packing and preparing before hand. I know that soon enough there won't be as much preparation to leave the house. I won't lie, it will be a bit of a relief not to worry about bringing what feels like half the house with us. But because you are all boy I know it will be awhile before I go anywhere unprepared.
Recently, you have developed quite a sense of humor. You know when you are doing something you shouldn't be, and when you are caught in the act you know how to put on the charm. It is so hard not to smile or laugh when you are being so cute. Your affinity to be naked has been getting the best of me lately. Especially when you strip and then come in to announce it to me. You have developed your independence and sometimes I love to sneak over to watch you as you play by yourself or with your dogs. You definitely keep life interesting!
I love you to the moon and back,
Dear almost two year old boy,
It seems only yesterday you were born. How can it be that so much time has already gone by? You will be celebrating your birthday in a few days... your second birthday. I am thankful every day that I get to stay home with you and watch you grow before my eyes. All your smiles that melt my heart, your belly laughs and squeals, and even the temper tantrums and fits when you don't get your way; I am thankful for all these memories that I will have with you and I know someday you will get sick of hearing about them. How you give me a kiss when you pass me on the way to the slide at the park or how you always run to the laundry room when I'm chasing you (even though you can't escape from me once you get there!).I love how every rock or twig you find is a treasure that you bring to me with pride, And you must always remember that even when I am angry or annoyed at something you have done, know how much I love you and how you have filled my heart to the brim.
Motherhood has definitely changed my life. Because of you popular music has been replaced by Disney and Sprout songs, the importance of makeup and clothes are almost trivial to me, must see t.v. for us most nights are cartoons that we have seen at least ten times, and being asleep by 9:30 is a blessing (because staying up late is the last thing I want to do!). So slow down sweet boy, and stop growing up so fast. Your Momma wants to remember every little thing along the way.
All my love,
I recently saw a group of photographers sharing letters to their son's. I thought it was such a wonderful idea, there are so many things that happen day to day that I want to remember and mean to write down, but forget or get too busy. As a photographer we are paid to capture other people's memories; however, I know I spend a majority of my time chronicling the day to day life of my own family. I am going to try my best to write at least one letter a month. Even though he is almost two (how did that happen?!) I would like to start at the beginning and the moment we first met...
To my sweet boy,
I still remember the day I found out I was carrying you. In my heart I knew I was pregnant, but I wanted to make sure before I got too excited. I went to the doctor and she confirmed. I couldn't wait to get outside to call your Dad! You were my dream come true, I was going to be a Momma.
The pregnancy progressed and I was sure that you were a girl... and then came the ultrasound when we found out your sex. Your Dad saw it first, when the tech set the wand on my tummy you were not modest at all; we were having a boy and I was speechless. Fast forward to October, we had decided on your name, set up your room, gone to birthing classes and you decided that you were going to be difficult and stay in a breech position. The c-section was scheduled 3 days after my birthday; you were the best belated birthday gift that I could ever ask for. I was a Momma... your Momma and you were perfect.
I am eternally grateful that your Daddy took so many pictures of the all these moments so that I can now look back and see what I could not that day. Someday soon you will see all the pictures and understand all the love I feel for you.
All my love,
Photo by Stephen Pointer (my hubby)
Hi, I'm Melissa. I am a wife, mother, step-mother, Gigi (step-grandma) and a photographer. I started out as the family member always asked to bring my camera along and it has turned into my life dream. I just love being able to capture moments for others that they can always cherish.This is my little corner to share my sessions, projects, and a little piece of our daily life. Thanks for stopping by!