Letters to my son

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,
Momma 

Photo by Stephen Pointer (my hubby)