I’ve been a parent for four years now. Wow.

I the last four years have been the craziest of my life. Where do I even begin?

He was the most precious baby, I didn’t even know I could love someone so much. It physically hurt how much I loved him. He made me such a softy.

His first year was hard. He spent his first night home in a light box for jaundice. I was distraught. I wanted to hold my baby but he had to stay in the box when he wasn’t eating or being changed. He slept in our bed his whole first year of life. I couldn’t sleep unless he was right next to me so I could hear him breathing. He woke us up every four hours to eat, when he started walking he got into everything and he had the biggest personality I had ever seen in such a small person.

Watching him learn and grow has been amazing. I understand now why they call it a miracle. You have never witnessed innocence until you’ve spent time with a child. I can’t believe such purity even exists. He has just opened my eyes so much.

The things he says are so funny, his imagination is wonderful. He wants to be friends with everyone he meets, he smiles so easily. He has the sweetest heart.

He loves cats, bugs, cars, pasta and going to the park. He loves playing with other kids and having fun. He doesn’t like meat, swimming pools and being held upside down. He’s excited about starting school and he loves to learn.

I can’t believe my baby is four years old. It won’t be long before he’s an adult and I’m trying to soak up all the time with him being little as I can. Happy birthday Little Boy. I love you soooooo much and I always will.