A Letter To My Son {Month 11}

My precious Little Prince,

I'm hesitant to say that this has been a hard month because, quite frankly, our life for the last month hasn't scratched the surface of "hard" for some people. I want to always remember how incredibly fortunate we are. Nevertheless, the weeks and now months of moving from one place to another is starting to wear on us all and our typically happy-go-lucky boy is tired, as are Mommy and Daddy.

While this month had a lot of good, there has also been a lot of impatience on my part. I pray over and over that those moments will escape your tiny little memory. I pray that you only remember the good, the happy, the fun - not the mundane, the cranky, the short tempered. Oh my sweet son, I pray that you always forgive my inadequacies and short comings because boy do I mess up a lot!

We are on the last leg of our journey to the new house. We are so close we can almost taste it! We are down to the final touches and we couldn't be more excited to finally bring you home!! Now please don't get me wrong - we've had a really wonderful time these last few months getting to spend quality time at Pop and MamaShawna's house, our special family time traveling Spain and then finishing up Daddy's stint in residency at Pop-Pop's house in Midwest City. Your Daddy and I are forever thankful that our parents were able to spend significant chunks of time with you - getting to know you on a daily basis. We are so grateful for family who will open up their homes, their refrigerators, their garages, their spare time and just give it all to us so freely with no strings attached. You are a lucky little boy to be part of such a special group of people - someday you'll understand that what you have is so incredibly rare, not the norm. We are hugely blessed sweet boy.

I want you to know how many times this month, in the heat of temper tantrums or melt downs or just general impatience that I haven't seen from you before, I have stepped back from the drama and crying and just watched you in awe. Even during the struggles son, we are so incredibly thankful that you are ours. It's a very important point, something I always want you to remember - there are no boundaries or set of rules attached to our love for you. In learning the ropes to this whole parenting gig, I am starting to truly understand and grasp God's incredible, unending, bigger than we can ever imagine love for His children. Your daddy and I do our very best to be a mirror of that for you - there is not a thing in the world, regardless of how many hard days in a row you inflict, that will ever hinder our love for you. I am so thankful that God gave us you so that we could see and feel and understand His love for us more fully. Yet again, sweet boy, you have blessed us in ways we can't imagine.

All my love,

Momma

ELEVEN Month Milestones:

Eye Color - The deepest, darkest dark brown I've ever seen.

Weight & Height are unknown for this month since we didn't go to any doctor appointments.

Clothing - 12 to 18 month clothes.

Nicknames - Little Prince, Coop, El Toro. 

Hair - We finally got your hair cut and I was shocked at how sentimental I felt towards that little curl that always stuck out over your tiny ear. You sat in the big, old barber chair with zero fear and the man went straight to work snipping and clipping. You didn't seem to mind a single bit! You held perfectly still with the exception of moving the little crackers we fed you from Daddy's hand to your mouth. In a matter of minutes you were transformed from a little baby to a boy. What a difference a hair cut makes! The experience was extra special as your barber was the same man that gave your Daddy his first haircut as well!

Teeth - No new teeth, still just chomping away with six.

Crawling/Walking - You are getting more and more brave by the minute! You've finally started consistently letting go and taking a few steps. You can easily knock out six or seven, but past that you'll just stop, look at us like, "Seriously, come get me, this is ridiculous" and squat down to crawl.

Words - Your little vocabulary has expanded to include: Momma, Da, Zac, dog and duck... in that order. Haha! 

You continue to eat like a champ! It has been so nice to be able to hand you virtually anything and let you go to town without worrying about you not liking it or choking. There are a few things you really like (bread and fruit) and there are other things that are hit or miss (chicken). But overall you are content with whatever we put on your plate!

We are so anxious to get into our house and get you back into your own room. We have parent guilt over the fact that your toys have been packed away for so long. The living out of a suitcase life is wearing on us and we look forward to getting our little family all settled. You've been such a trooper through it all and we are forever thankful that God gave us such a happy little boy regardless of the chaos!