My oldest baby is turning three on Sunday. He's starting preschool in the fall. He's going potty on the big toilet like a big boy.
I am so proud of him in everything that he does. I wish he would always be this little. Forever my best little friend. But alas, they grow up and as much as I want to keep him wrapped up tight in my arms for eternity, I also am so excited to see where this life takes him. I can't wait to share with him his triumphs and accomplishments. And because life is not easy, I will also be here to help him back up when he falls; to comfort him and tell him not to give up... so many wonderful things are at his fingertips.
I have a feeling that if I get time alone this next week I may be a blubbering mess.
Cooper,
You are my heart; my soul.
My every breath hangs on the corner of your beautiful smile.
I want you to know, as I watch you sleep peaceful in your dreams,
that you alone are responsible for your happiness.
Only you can manifest what it is your heart truly desires.
Go for it.
Don't be afraid.
and
Never Settle.
The world is yours.
Love,
Mom
