You’ll Never Remember What I’ll Never Forget

Dear Monkey,

Today is your 4th birthday! My goodness, I’m not sure how the years have flown by so fast. My precious baby boy is still just as precious but the baby part not so much anymore. You are losing your baby features and enjoying all the things little boys like. Dinosaurs, Hot Wheels, and Paw Patrol are your current favorites but my heart still sees you as the sweet baby boy, pacifier in tow watching lullabies with Daddy on YouTube. You’ll never remember it but I’ll never forget.

You’ll never remember the way my heart skipped beats when that first pregnancy test turned positive. Mommy anxiously waited for Daddy to arrive home so I could surprise him! Test after test I’d take just to know that you were still there, snuggled warm inside my belly. We didn’t know you were a boy yet, but Mommy already knew!

Mommy knew you were special but I could have never guessed just how wonderful you’d be. You have changed my life in ways that I’d never begin to understand. Mommies are meant to be the teachers but I’d be lying if I said you haven’t taught me just as much! I’ve never seen forgiveness like you showed me after your first spanking. I cried over and over but you wanted nothing more than to give me a hug. You’ll never remember but I’ll never forget it.

You’ll never remember but there was once a time when you were my only baby. Oh what a Momma’s boy you were! For a while I thought you’d never want to leave my side. My heart sometimes aches for just a moment of that time back. I promise I’d make it worthwhile! I’d bring back your favorite recliner and rock your sweet little body to sleep just as I did every night. I’ll check out “Five Little Monsters” over and over again just to hear your toddler giggles. Oh, heck I’ll buy the book this time!

As much as I miss our one on one time together, God knew what he was doing when he gave you a sister. He knew that you had more than enough love in your heart to share Mama. If I haven’t told you before, my sweet precious boy I couldn’t be more proud of you as a big brother! I love the way you share your candy when Wren is crying (even when I tell you not to). When I hear the words, “Hey Wrennie!” I know you are going to show her something you think is super cool.

Sweet boy, you are so special in many ways and I can’t thank God enough for choosing me to be your mother. These past four years have been the best years of my life and I know I’ll treasure the next four (and beyond) just as much.

You’ll never remember much of life before four years old, but that’s okay because Mommy will never forget!

Happy Birthday Wyatt Storm!

With love,

Mommy