As you can see, I am a little late in writing this entry. I apologize, but, in all honesty, I really didn’t know what to write here. Oh, sure I could list all the wonderful things you’ve started doing this month like walking, blowing kisses, giving kisses and waving. But, haven’t you ALWAYS done these things? Weren’t you born, like, a week ago? Where in G-d’s name did A YEAR go?
I spent your birthday doing a few work-ish things and for most of the day, I have to admit, I was an emotional cocktail of proud, full of glee, amazement and? A little sad. I don’t know which one was stranger. It surprised me to be a little sad – missing the tiny boy a bit … recognizing the toddler that (literally) stood in front of me.
But I finally figured it out. You see, with The Swimmy, I “got” her almost immediately. Once I figured out the whole “baby” thing, I could see her personality and understand what was running around in her little head. With you, it took much, much longer. I kept letting the idea of “Boy” get in the way of seeing who you really were. I was making it harder than it needed to be. I was being too much of a girl (we’re really good at making things complicated as all hell). But a few months ago, I finally got it. I got you. And since then you and I have been some kind of wonderful buddies.
Since last month, though, you’ve had a few exciting adventures. We went to Galveston with your Dodi and Zayde on your first vacation – and first beach experience. You had a great time and ate up every new experience. Except the car ride. You HAAATTTTEEE car rides. You’re not fond of sitting in one place for long and, well, that’s kind of a requirement in a car. Sorry, Little Dude, but it’s The Law. Daddy and I, however, did attempt to make it better for you by deciding to turn your car seat around 13 days earlier than we were legally supposed to. It was like a whole new world for you with the Facing Frontwards. And we? Cut the backseat whining in HALF. Yay, us.
Last Saturday you had your first birthday party. The whole family came over to celebrate and you got to eat cake and have your first “refined” sugar. I think it’s sufficient to say you LOVE CAKE. Dat’s my boy! And, in celebration of this milestone, your Zayde is already gearing up for the feeding of the First Ice Cream. (And I am soooo coming with you on that one.)
Benjamin, you have no idea how you light up people’s hearts. Your constant smile and infectious happiness just run people over and we are all powerless to resist you. You, my Sweet Face, are one of the best parts of my day and my life. Happy Birthday, Little Man – I love you and wish you many more years filled with health, happiness and boundless love.