the birthday boy
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i can't believe it's already been a year. i wonder how many hours of sleep we got/didn't get.
you were born on a very cold night. and tonight it will be just as cold. it's a day that will be easy for daddy to remember, not just because it's "a day which will live in infamy" but also because 7+5=12. :)
i remember the next morning, holding you close and looking out the window of our room... a blizzard hit chicago overnight and instead of seeing a winter wonderland. it was a complete white out. i remember instantly worrying about your lola driving your sister to visit you for the first time in all that horizontal snow.
that was the first time i prayed for you postpartum. i prayed that you would get your eyesight from daddy's side of the family. and your hair from my side. ;)
you were a much more difficult pregnancy than your sister, the paloma, but your delivery was much easier. you were quieter than your sister too. she came into the world like a lion and you came in like a lamb. your sister was the best birthday present i ever received and you were the best christmas present.
although you were/are a much easier baby than your sister, you are as attached to me, as i am to you, little man... the transition from the family bed to the crib was just as hard for me as it was for you.
transtitions do seem to come harder for us... we JUST started weaning you and you never liked baby food, just table food... you have four teeth and you're a drive thru eater. you like to open your mouth get some food and cruise around the house and then repeat. you also started walking at NINE months. and you love to boogie outside of the womb, just as much as you did inside. so, pretty soon, i'm gonna get you a boom box, a cardboard box and some spray paint. we'll found "the MBC" - mamazilla bombing crew! we'll tag the preschool first....
you are constantly loving on everyone and everything and are equally and irresistably lovable. you are fearless and curious - a risky combo - just like your daddy. you laugh easily and often and are comforted quickly. and you, like your sister, want to grow up RIGHT NOW.
so, i'll tell you what i tell her.... just cool yer jets and cop a squat.
let's just sit here and gaze into each others big brown eyes and "talk" quietly all day long, just like we do when we go "sleepytime" - i'll just whisper "iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou" into your ear and you'll just whisper "shewhashoetoobaawaahaa" back into my ear, over and over and over again just like a mini jabba the hut, sucking helium....
happy, happy birthday baby! here's to many many many more.... mahal kita!