Friday, July 24, 2009

Dear Samuel

Dear Samuel,
One of the hardest parts of my day is when I hear a noise from you on the monitor first thing in the morning. I like to sleep in and, honestly, it's hard to get out of bed at 6 or 7 - especially these days when I'm not sleeping very well.

But one of the best parts of my day is one minute later as I walk down the hallway from our bedroom to yours. It is a short walk filled with loads of anticipation.

I know where you'll be when I open the door: standing up, leaning against the edge of the crib that faces the door. Mostly likely your nuk will be in your mouth, and there will be a huge smile squeezing out from behind the nuk. You'll look so big and so tiny all at the same time. Sometimes you give me your goofy smile and I can't help but laugh.

Your hair (finally you have hair!) is so soft and sweet. Your eyes sparkle with joy. You continue to be so happy. And you always look like you grew overnight.

Sometimes when I get close to you, you jump up and down. Other times you drop and crawl to the other side of the crib. It's your little game. You're so excited that you crawl away from mom and dad. It's precious. I love it.

Mornings are hard for your mama because I love my sleep. I need my sleep! But having you makes them so sweet because I get to see your face and you greet me with an abundance of love and happiness.

Thanks my little man - seeing you is worth getting out of bed for....every single morning.




























5 comments:

Megan said...

Sweet post Stacy, I agree completely with you and the whole sleep thing, it is so worth the lack of sleep once we see their amazing face, smiling at us:) I LOVE the last picture!!!!!! I love you too Samuel, Auntie Megan

CRSte said...

Gosh he is getting SO big!! And he is just so stinking handsome!

Fertile Thoughts said...

That is a very nice post!

Flakymn said...

Love this post because I think I feel the exact same way each morning. Only Isaac has been sleeping in more so I get to do the walk with renewed vigor!

BroussardLeslie said...

Thank you for that post, Stacy. I needed that. Mornings have become a battle between my stepson and I; to bring me back to the beautiful blessing it is to HAVE a morning with him is helpful. Thank you.