It feels like just yesterday I was staring down at my outstretched tummy, preparing to meet you for the first time.
I was so excited to see your sweet little toes and kiss your chubby little cheeks. I couldn’t wait to hear your sweet cry and touch your soft skin.
Yes, it feels like all of that was just yesterday, but it wasn’t. These past five months have been a blur. I beg God to slow things down—to keep you little for a while longer. Sometimes I want time to stop altogether.
But you keep growing. Lately, you’ve been looking so big to me. So strong and sturdy. So healthy and sure of yourself.
Today was different though. Today you looked tiny again.
You see, today I found out that you are going to be a big brother.
I instantly wanted to cradle you like a newborn once again. To pull you close to my chest and comfort you. I wanted to make sure you knew you didn’t have to grow up too fast. I wanted you to know you were still my baby—and always will be.
But then I had to stop those thoughts. You looked at me with those sparkling blue eyes and that cheesy toothless grin.
You weren’t scared. You weren’t upset. You weren’t worried.
I know this journey will be a different one. I’m not exactly sure how I will be able to love another baby as much as I love you, but I’m sure my heart will grow as this baby does.
All I need you to remember is that you are the one who made me a mommy—you did that! You have a big job to do as big brother, but I know you are up for the task.
I love you my firstborn, nothing will change that.