Oh Drew, I don't even know where to start. When your daddy and I decided to have another baby, oh, was it a chore. We worked as hard for you as we did for your sister. And praise God, he gave us you. Oh, we were so happy! We wanted your sister to have a sibling so badly. And secretly, we wanted a boy something terrible. I knew you were a boy all along. In fact, I was so convinced that when I was just 14 weeks along, I convinced the doctor to give me an ultrasound. Your daddy wasn't even there! It wasn't a surprise at all, but it sure was good news!
It was hard for me to get used to the idea of having a baby boy. All I knew was pink and green! I'd go to pick things out for you, and I'd migrate towards the girl stuff. Even your nursery isn't decorated the way I really wanted, I just couldn't figure out all this new blue!
Not anymore though, nope, not any more. You have just opened me up to what having a boy is ALL about. I want to redo your nursery now that I know you. But that's silly. So I'm planning your big boy room.... because that's what I do. But don't go getting any ideas about growing up.
Oh, if there ever were a baby, a true baby, Drew, you are it. You are MY baby. You love your mama. You snuggle and cuddle with me, and don't want anything to do with anyone else when I'm around. I think God knew what he was doing when he gave me you as my last baby. I needed that. I needed a cuddler. One that loves his mama.
You really are the happiest thing. You just go along to get along. The only time you fuss these days is if food is involved! You do LOVE to eat. No one can be eating anywhere near you. And you don't quit either. You don't quit fussing FOR food, and don't quit eating. We have to take it, and you, away.
You are such a funny little booger. We laugh at you all the time. You get into stuff like nothing in this world. Now that you can move, you are everywhere, and into everything.
You hate, hate, hate to be told no. You cry this pitiful little heartbreaking cry, and it kills me to hear it. It takes a lot for me to tell you no these days. In my book, you do very little wrong!
You love your sister. She can make you laugh better than anyone. And that little giggle of yours, oh, it can warm me up, and just melt my heart.
Everything about you is perfect. Your beautiful eyes, that are still blue and brown, your beautiful hair, your sweet, puffy cheeks, that precious nose, your hands, your feet. I love it all. You have the tiniest little tush and good golly is it cute. You don't have the chunkiest legs, because you just don't want to grow, but the rolls you do have are just pure sugar.
This picture, above, is of you trying to get past us to go get your sister, out of her room, after she's been put to bed. You are so funny. You just love her so much. And she loves you. You'll see with time, big sisters can be a pain. I was to your Uncle Paul. But you know what, that love is something special. She really does just adore you. It's my prayer for you two to grow up the best of friends.
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You are 100% boy. Your three favorite toys are balls, cars and trucks,
and doors. And you love to climb. On anything, through anything, all
over the place. And it's as funny as can be, as long as you are safe my
precious one
Sweet boy, this year has been a tough one for our family. We have had nothing but confusion, disarray, up and down, movement, and chaos since you came into this world. You, my dear one, have been the complete, beautiful, bright shining light in our life. Again, God knew what he was doing. You make us complete.
Sweet Drewsie, (which I guess I'll have to stop calling you soon) I love you more than anything in this world. From the day you came out, you have been nothing but a pure delight. An absolute joy, a ray of sunshine. You can turn around the most rotten mood, and turn me into utter happiness. I just love you so very, very much sweet angel. Thank you for making my world complete. I am truly happier now that you are here, with us, our boy, our second child, our family of four. I hope your special day is as special as you are.