To the little boy who made me a mom, 

I feel like it was just yesterday when I saw those two lines on the pregnancy test. 

When the kicks and the excitement of hearing your heartbeat was like no other feeling.

When my water broke and your daddy and I had a panic attack thinking, “This is really happening. We are parents.” 

When I held you in my arms for the first time. 

When Daddy and I were wondering how in the world we were going to be able to do this at home on our own. 

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Your sweet smiles and cuddles have been the absolute light of each day. 

Watching you grow and learn and be the sweet, outspoken, adventurous little boy you are has been the best ever. 

Through these uncertain times, you and your daddy have been the constant joy I needed. And I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous for you to grow up in this world. 

As we approach your first birthday (silently crying), I can’t help but think of all the things I want to teach you.

You’re so sweet and innocent and I love being a mommy to such a precious, wild boy. As you grow I want you to know things, especially in the world we are living in now and even more so when you are older.

Your feelings matter. You matter and don’t ever forget that. 

Dream big and chase those dreams because we will always be there chasing them with you. 

Be kind. Always. People will always remember the way you treated them. 

Treat everyone equally and don’t be afraid to. 

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Be whoever and whatever you want to be. You are forever supported. 

No always means no, no matter what. 

Stand up for what you believe in, your voice is always heard.

Use the words, “I love you” wisely. These three small words have the biggest meaning. 

Choose good friends, they have such an impact on your life. 

Know that you will forever be loved, supported, and taken care of—I promise you that.

I am so lucky to be your mama. I just want you to know I will be there always, no matter what. 

I pinky promise. 

Love, 
Your mama 

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