Only one more week has now turned into one last day of my little sweet baby Jack before he turns ONE and will from then on (for a while at least) be considered a "toddler". Where did my sweet little baby who for the longest time only wanted his Momma (and I secretly loved it and wouldn't have it any other way) go?? It really brings
a several tears to my eye when I think of how extremely and so unfairly fast this past year has gone. So many memories made and firsts witnessed. Each day I would look at him and decide that "this" was my favorite time with him, he only became more and more fun as the days went by, and I can only hope that the fun continues as it has been. He's perfect in every single way and I wouldn't change a single thing about this past year. His little personality is so precious and I've cherished watching it develop and grow into his own. He's such a curious little George getting into everything, keeping me on my toes for sure! He is now copying everything I do and I seriously can't get enough of it......its too stinkin cute! He winks (which is adorable and I WISH I could capture it in a picture), he sticks out his tongue, everything is "uh-oh" or "ooooo". He's now walking and getting better and better at it each and every day....his little waddle kills me and I could watch it for days! He sneaks up behind me when I'm on the ground doing something (usually cleaning up a mess) and pats me on the back and hugs me the entire time......melts my heart <3 He just crawls or walks over to me just to give me a hug and put his head on my shoulder for a minute and then is on his way to do something else. He gives the best open mouth kisses EVER. I can't get over the looks he gives me when he's about to do something he knows is naughty as if he is waiting for me to come after him and then he giggles because he thinks its a game. His endless games of peek-a-boo are hilarious.....he loves it and is constantly peeking from behind or from around something to get me to laugh. Oh and even though he keeps me up night after night and sometimes I feel as though I will never know what its like to sleep through and entire night again.....I don't even care (well in the moment I might care a little). If he's in our bed because its 4am and I know he'll be up for the day two hours later at 6am, and he wakes up and looks over at me and smiles because he doesn't have to cry for me to come get him, and then rolls over and hugs me after doing a big stretch....it just doesn't get any better than that!
On Sunday we were downstairs reading books and playing with toys while Daddy ran some errands, Jack looked up at me and I said "say ma ma" and in the sweetest littlest voice he looked at me and said "ma ma" and then "ma ma ma ma" and smiled and got all excited because I got all excited.........I couldn't believe it and was so super excited because this kid NEVER says it! He has said it a couple of times but not in a very long time and I try seriously every day to get him to say it. I have to admit that I got a little teary eyed because it was just the cutest thing ever and I will NEVER forget that moment and the look on his tiny face.
I am so proud to be this little guy's momma, he makes it so easy to love him. All he wants is love and in return he gives it back even greater. My little Jack is seriously the best and I for the life of me can't even remember what life was like without him. He has turned our lives upside down and inside and out....but.....only for the better. Johnny and I love him to pieces and are so very proud to call him ours.
