Special Delivery

My dear little boss,
Tomorrow you will be 22 months old. Soon it will be your 2 years birthday. How can another year have gone by so quickly? Where did time fly my boy?

OH I remember your birthday so well…For me it was just yesterday that I gave birth to you, in a hospital's room that was as dark as possible due to request of your ultra sensitive Mamma….

It was just yesterday that I hold you for the very first time and whispered in your ears how much I love you, how thankful I am that you chose me to be your Mamma and how gorgeous and adorable you are….It was just yesterday that I kissed those tiny fingers and toes endlessly….It was just yesterday that you peed on me for the first time (and let me tell you that it was not the last time my dear boy)….

You cry and I melt. You laugh and I melt. You make me crazy with your constant running, “disobedient”, tantrums and your mischievous acts …and I still melt.

I am always afraid of forgetting all the little details that are just there for mothers to see and feel.

I've wanted to note all the things you've been doing… all the things that change from week to week, month to month, year to year. I've wanted to record them down somewhere before I forget. But life keeps getting in the way.

It's a tight ship we're trying to run, especially with the fatigue of the end of the days that carries on to the next mornings, day after day….

There is all kind of things that must get done, all kind of not very important but never the less necessary in life: Cooking, Cleaning, Laundry. Doctors' appointments…Mundane tasks and everyday chores…Daily routine of life…. It is so easy to forget what really is worth cherishing and remembering.

I know I will forget when was it exactly that your hair started to become curly…but I will remember how thrilled I was with the sight of those familiar curls, mirror of mine.

You showed your personality to me from the very first night that you were out of me. I say that and people give me strange look of “impossible”…but it is true. Even the nurse in the hospital told us that….There are certain qualities about you that are so unique and so persistent…you my boy, knew what you want from the very first night. You did not want to be in that hospital bassinet from the very first hour, even though the bassinet was right beside my bed the entire time. You made sure that your opinion be heard….thus you spent the entire first night in Mamma’s arm…Whole night, you were calm and at peace, in my arms….while I spent the night looking at you – and did not sleep even for one minute- you spent your first night content to sleep in my arms…I had to wake you up to breastfeed otherwise you were very happy with your warm and soft “bed”!

Indeed you are a wise, curious, chatty and sympathetic soul. You are in love with water all your life and can become very naughty when you want to play with water at ANY cost…

From very early on I realized that you are very sensitive to sudden noises. You were only 2 months old that I realized you do not like it when I play piano…that is still a mystery to me considering that you absolutely LOVE music and are very tune to rhythm. Still after 22 months, the fear of piano is there. People tell me; maybe it is because I played Piano when you were in my uterus. But interestingly in the whole 9 months I only played piano 3 times….

You are a stunning child; a watcher and a mover. Your ability to observe amazes your father and I…and more stunning than that: you can be a non- stop mover and an observer all at the same time.

In past month you started to show a very delicate sense of humor. I am amazed by how profoundly humorous are the subjects that make you laugh.

You are a toddler now. At least that is the correct use of vocabulary. But you will always be MY BABY.

Memory is a tricky business my love. We humans have a tendency to remember the many challenges but few of the rewards….But I know there was absolutely no challenge in last 22 months that was not rewarded to me 10 times more.

I know there will be times that as you bounce and run and chat and play tricks, I just want some quiet. I know there will be times that I will beg for an instant of peace…I know there will be many times that we disagree and go head to head…but that is OK my love. That is ebb and flow of life…change will come and as sad as they make me, they also bring joy to my heart.

Life can be such an interesting thing…I pray for you to be in love with life. To remember that life is a blessing and should not be wasted….I pray for you to live to the fullest of your dreams…But all those wishes can be left for another letter….

Memory…Memory is a tricky business my sweet….a tricky business. But I know for sure that I won't ever forget the kisses you started giving me with great exuberance….I will never forget the very first time that you told me “Mamma, I Yove you!”…How could I ever forget that?

Oh my boy, each day since you came has been another in which we all seem to wonder what we did without you.

You are a delightful soul my dear. It is a pure pleasure to spend time with you….I never knew the depth of joy and love, until you came to my life….

Remember, I will ALWAYS love you…and I try my best to make it unconditional...

Mamma