This week you took my breath away so many times, my love. You’re changing and filling out so quickly. You are so hearty and warm. You’re turning into a real baby, and by that I mean one that isn’t fragile. You are literally warm to the touch, and you’re soft and squishy and you just suddenly feel like a real baby. You are officially no longer so little (pronounced Lee-tle)
You’re a baby that coos and nuzzles and grins and is learning to be patient. You are beautiful in ways I’ve never seen before, and you’re so bright and smart and funny.
We have conversations now where I explain to you what’s happening or what I’m doing, and you look at me so hard. It’s like your grasping at the meanings. As if they’re just on the edge of your eyelashes. You’ll get there soon.
Some day if you read this and wonder if we could see the spark and soul of you when you were just a babe, I’m hear to tell you that we can. You are a wonder, my love.
Yesterday was your first Thanksgiving.
Surrounded by some of closest friends, we celebrated this abundant life we’re living.
You were awake most of the day soaking in all the new faces, but when the meal was finally served and the candles were lit, you slept.
And when the meal was done, I strapped you on to my chest, and we walked up to the top of Bernal Hill will all of your Fr-amily. It was your first visit to the top of Bernal, your first view of the city skyline, and your first ride down a slide.
Today is “Black Friday.” It’s the biggest shopping day of the year, and with it begins the rush towards the year end gift giving frenzy. And gifts are great. Don’t get me wrong. Your momma loves giving and receiving gifts as much as the next person. But sometimes in the hustle and bustle of wrapping and wishing and stuff, it’s easy to forget that you have all that you need. You really, really do. I do too. We have each other.
Your dad and I always used to joke about our “rich life.” That life someday in the future when we’d have enough to have everything we’d ever wanted. You know what, Bea? This is it. You’re our Rich Life! You’re the cream of the crop and the tip top of everything. We are rich beyond our wildest dreams. We are rich in friends and family and love and all the things that matter.
I want to remember these days just as they are, because I’ve always dreamed of this life that I’m living right now–being with the loves of my life in simple, happy times. These are the days. The ones we will remember. The ones that we will look back on when we’re sad or frustrated. They’re the reason we’re here, and the stuff of magic.
I know I sound sappy, and maybe I am, but all I know is that I am so very grateful for you and your father. I’m grateful for all the bumps and turns that brought me to this moment, and I’m cherishing it (and you).
You are so loved, my Beanshine, always,