Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Four My Munch

To Wyatt on your Fourth Birthday,

You and me, we have a special thing.
It probably gets you off the hook more times than is beneficial to your character.
Your sisters and Daddy probably want to roll their eyes at it.
But that's the way it is.
That's what we have.

Munch, are you really FOUR?!
Didn't you just fit right inside me?
I remember laying on my bed about a week after you were born and physically feeling SAD that there would never be another baby inside me.
Ahem...one second later I laughed out loud, because I was miserable those last few weeks you were inside me.
Hot, fat and miserable!


Because that is what motherhood does to you.
Somehow a chubby, blue eyed - cries all night you have to sleep with him on your chest in the Bjorn just to get him to be quiet- kid, shows up.
And he takes a hold of your heart.
And you forget all about heat waves.
And 65lbs of weight gain.
And not being able to pick up my little ponies from the floor.


As a matter of fact...your whole world gets turned upside down.
You used to think you'd be just fine with nothing but princesses and pink and my little ponies.



Because that is what motherhood does to you.
Somehow a wild, loud - innately knows how to make car crash and bomb explosion noises with his mouth - kid, shows up.
And the glitter and the pink begin to mellow.
And you learn to assemble train tracks and lego cities.
An jedi and saber and wookie and lightspeed join your vocabulary.




As a matter of fact...lightspeed is exactly how fast it all goes.
From the minute that BOY is set in your arms, to the minute he's FOUR and already a little man.
No matter how hard you try to stop, slow, savor...
You surrender.

Because, that is what motherhood does to you.
Years fly by with the speed of light.
And there is nothing you can do.
But Enjoy!

Wyatt, my Munch...
No matter how many years old you are,
No matter how fast they may speed by,
You are my LIGHT.
I will always be in awe of you.
In love with you.
And SO thankful for all that you have given me.

Because that is what motherhood does to you.
I am so blessed to call you mine.

Happiest of Birthdays my boy.
Here's to Four More years.
Of bumps and bruises, bashes and buzzes.
I love you.
Kissimos!

Some of my all time favorite Muchie posts:
ONE - he may paint his toenails BUT...
TWO - for reals, the kids kills me.
THREE - making his Daddy proud.

and for Kate & Laura & Jodi and Grammie...and all my other Obama lovers,
FOUR and FIVE!

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Oh Erin. The love of my life turns 10 in 3 weeks. I knew nothing of boys but so eagerly learned about trains, firetrucks and Jedi. Your post could be from my heart. Thank you.

LauraC said...

Happy happy birthday Munchie. How is he 4??? It seems like you were just pregnant!

I always thought I wanted girls but I am so so so glad I got boys. So amazing every day.

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