Today is your third birthday. Of course, you love to tell people that you’re seven. Don’t be in such a hurry to grow up, little man. So many students are graduating this time of year and my Facebook newsfeed has been full of moms wondering where the years went. It reminds me to not wish away these days and years with you, even though they’re not lacking in challenges and moments where I swear I might pull my hair out. I am trying to enjoy the sweetness and just deal with the rest.
Right now you tend to wake up sometime around 3-5 am and come crawl in bed with us. Sometimes I think I should put a stop to it and send you back to your bed, but honestly it’s so sweet to have you cuddled up in between your daddy and me that we just keep letting you do it. Of course, my sleep is not nearly as relaxing with your little elbows in my face, but I know there will come a day when you don’t want to snuggle with your momma, so the lack of sleep is worth it….most nights.
Your little personality, or should I say big personality, always amazes me. A few weeks ago you walked in the child care center at the gym, and one of the ladies said, “Well, the party can start now. Lincoln is here.” That pretty much sums you up. You are the life of the party. I love that about you, probably because I am the exact opposite and always marvel at your ability to light up a room. I know your personality will evolve over the years, but I hope you never let insecurities or other people’s opinions dull your shine.
When you want to be, you are the most darling little thing there ever was. You rub my hair, hold my face with your little hands to give me kisses, say things like, “Mommy, you’re my best friend”, and “Mommy, you’re my love”, “You are so pretty.” You are quite the charmer and know how to hand out compliments. But like I said, that’s when you want to be sweet. You are also wild and full of some crazy attitude at times. And mouthy. Let’s not forget mouthy. I can tell that quick wit and spunk will get you in trouble many times over the years.
Your obstinacy pushes me over the edge some days. You and I can battle it out. It’s in those frustrating times that I try to remember that as much as I’m teaching you, you’re also teaching me. You mimic me so much because of the sheer number of hours we spend together, and that is not always the prettiest thing. These toddler years have shown me rough parts of my personality that I didn’t even realize existed before you. I can be so impatient and so selfish at times, but seeing you act like me & look to me for your cues makes me want to fix those ugly things that hide just below the surface of your mommy. You are making me a better person, although I’m afraid it’s a slow process. The lessons aren’t easy to learn, but your unconditional love is so encouraging along the way. No matter how many times I lose my patience or act in ways I’m not proud of out of frustration, you’re so quick to forgive and run into my arms for one more hug and kiss.
Lincoln, I hope you know how much you are loved and how much pure joy you bring to our lives. I am so thankful God chose me to be your momma. You are the perfect wild, crazy & vibrant piece to our family puzzle. We are so excited to see you grow this year. Happy Birthday, Bubby.
Mom & Dad
To commemorate Lincoln turning another year older, we had photos taken recently by my friend and super amazing photographer, Ashley. Here are a few of my favorites.
Those blue eyes. They have saved him many times.
These two make my world go ’round.
I’m in love with these photos of him by himself on the boat. Just so boyish and a rare quiet moment out of him.
I know you can’t see his face, but I adore this image. This kid knows how to laugh and have a good time. He goes all in. Head thrown back and laughs coming from his belly.
And we grabbed a few of just Mike & me at the end. I’m lucky to live life beside and parent with this guy.