Letter #11

May 12, 2017

Dear Jameson,

It’s been just over a year since I wrote you a letter. I did write something for your first birthday but I printed it up instead of posting it and it’s tucked safely inside your baby book. I hope you still have it somewhere.

Today you are 20 months old! You’re getting so independent. You run so fast everywhere you go, you explore everything, and you love to do things all by yourself (“ME!” you say when I try to help you). But even with everything you can do now, you’re still my little buddy. You hold my hand when we’re out and about, you call for me from the other room to make sure I’m still around, you’re always ready for a hug. You are just so sweet to your mommy.

We found out a few months ago that you’re going to have a little sibling! We’re not sure yet if it’s a sister or a brother for you, but I know you’re going to be the best big brother ever. Your heart is so compassionate and caring for others and I see how much you adore your little cousin Benji. You’re always running over to check on him, or stopping whatever you’re playing to come give him a kiss. And if Aunt Steph shows up somewhere without Benji, you get so worried. You ask her again and again, “Baby? Baby?” to make sure he’s somewhere safe. Maybe that’s embarrassing for you to read now at whatever age you are, but I’m telling you it’s the cutest thing in the world. That is your heart, Jameson. You aren’t yet afraid to show how much you care about people, and I hope some of that courage stays with you.

I’m so excited to see you as a big brother. I bet you’ll be really protective as you get older. I know you’ll take good care of whoever this little sibling is. I also know that it might be hard for you at first. It might be hard to watch mommy take care of someone else, or have to wait while I help the baby. It might be hard to know you won’t get all the attention all the time anymore. But I hope you also start to realize how much better life is when you’re sharing it, and how much God blesses us when we put others before ourselves. I hope you and this new baby are friends for life, beyond the bonds of family. I hope you choose each other and support each other, even when you don’t have to anymore. And I hope you always know how much love I have for you, my first baby.

I love you so much, Nugs. I’m better in so many ways because God gave me you first. You are so important to me and I hope I use whatever time we have together wisely, because you deserve it and so much more.

Love always,

Mommy

P.S. I can’t end this letter without telling you about my current favorite thing you do! A few weeks ago Aunt Stephanie told you that the garbage trucks take away all the stinky poo poo. So now anytime you hear or see a garbage truck, you run to the window shouting, “Sticka poo poo!!! Sticka poo poo!!!” And sometimes we have ten minute long conversations about stinky poo poo and the trucks that take it away. It makes me laugh every time. 🙂 You are such a goofball and I love it.