Mom to Boy: A Thank You Letter to My Son
Today’s Mom to Boy post is all about writing a Thank you letter to my son.
Last week I posted about how my depression is getting better and I think I have my mental health under control for now. I’m feeling better and laughing more. One of the comments I received on that post talked about counting blessings and being thankful for the happy things in my life.
From the day I found out you were growing inside my womb, I knew I would be in love with you. Your dad and I were so happy to learn that I was pregnant that we hugged and kissed and smiled and laughed. We were so excited that it was very difficult not to tell everyone we knew right away. But, we waited just a little while to be sure that you were really in there and that you were healthy.
Once we knew that you were a baby and you were healthy, we had to tell everyone we knew. We were so excited and everyone around us wanted to celebrate as well. We didn’t even know if you were a boy or girl yet, but we knew we loved you so much. Your Papa, Granny, Grandma, Grandpa, and aunts, uncles, and cousins were all thrilled and the wait was on for you to arrive.
After a few months, we finally got to see you and learn that you were a boy! We were over the moon excited and knew instantly that your name would be Benjamin James. Your name is Daddy’s grandfather and my grandfather combined. Isn’t that cool? Next, it was time to start planning your bedroom and your baby shower and feel you continue to grow in my tummy.
Here’s where I start the “thank you” part of this letter.
Thank you for growing healthy inside my tummy. Thank you for every single movement and kick and roll that you made. Thank you for making me giggle when you would hiccup and again when you wouldn’t move for Daddy’s hand.
Thank you for showing up on the day of your baby shower (I’m not great at parties, anyway) and thank you for not making it too painful on me. There was pain, but you were worth it, every minute of it, and I’m thankful for a healthy labor and delivery.
Thank you for being an easy baby, not too fussy and not too sick. Thank you for sleeping when you did and letting me shower almost every day. Thank you for the eight weeks we had together before you started daycare and thank you for transitioning to daycare with ease.
Thank you for all the smiles and laughs that made us giggle and sometime cry with excitement and that continue to this day.
Thank you for being an easy toddler, despite the separation anxiety, long-term potty training, physical and occupational therapy, surgery on your hand, and late blooming milestones.
Thank you for being an even easier preschooler who was always well behaved and loved to learn. Thank you for loving daycare and preschool so much that you were as excited to get there as you were to see me at the end of the day.
Thank you for being the easiest Kindergartner and soaking up the learning experience for all it was worth. Thank you for the fun school programs and for reading like a champ. Thank you for winning the Smiley Award at your Kindergarten graduation.
Thank you for loving sports just like your daddy and me and for trying to learn every sport so we can figure out where you are doing the best.
Thank you for being a wonderful First grader who loves to read and excels at Math.
Thank you for being easy going when Daddy and I don’t get it right. And by “it”, I mean anything – discipline, promises, birthdays, holidays, gifts, lack of gifts, meals, health care, whatever it might be. Thank you for going with the flow.
Thank you for everything you do for us and with us and thank you for being you. You can be anything you want to be in life, but I only ask you one thing in return. Keep being you, happy-go-luck you, smiley you.
There are so many things that I could continue to thank you for, but I’ll stop here for today.