Another Month…

Dear Noah,

Another month older, another letter. Another realization that your time as a child is passing by so much faster than I had hoped it would. You’ll be starting preschool in a few months. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with myself when you aren’t around all day to play with. There won’t be tons of toys to pick up, no one to sit down and share my lunch with, and I won’t be forced to watch Mickey Mouse 100 times a day. I’ve almost forgotten how to exist without you around all the time.

Which brings me to some possible exciting news for you, and for our family. Daddy and I are talking about having another baby. We’ve run this by you a few times and you just smile and say sweetly, “baby…” as if you know and understand the value and the importance of what we are telling you. I know you are going to be a phenomenal big brother one day. And whatever child God chooses to bless us with, will be extremely lucky. You’re so loyal. And I know that whether you end up with a baby sister to protect and watch over, or a baby brother to befriend and look out for, you will be the BEST big brother he or she could ask for.

Your daddy is still a little bit hesitant to add to our family;  he tends to think some things through a lot more thoroughly than mommy does. But, mommy is close to having him fully convinced, so don’t worry. That new baby brother/sister will be on their way soon (we hope).

I hope one day you will realize that in every decision that we make, we think about your well being and how our choices will effect you. We’ve put a lot of thought into whether or not to have a baby and give you a sibling. And the reasons for having a baby heavily outweigh the reasons not to. I know that you and your sibling will have times of frustration and anger with one another. You won’t always get along. You won’t always like each other.

But one day, should something happen to your father and I, we don’t want you to be alone. My biggest fear is that you face losing both of us, and you have no one immediate to share your life with. I don’t ever want you to have to spend a Christmas or a Birthday without someone to call and wish you a happy birthday. I don’t want you to get married one day and spend holidays with your wife’s family…and not have any family of your own to share those occasions with. That thought almost brings me to tears. I never want that for you.

In other news, your vocabulary and thought patterns continue to astound us. You are piecing together new full sentences right and left. You’re recognizing colors and letters all the more often, and imaginative play is your new specialty. You will spend hours in your room recreating scenes from Cars and Toy Story. It’s so fun to listen to you and watch your thoughts come to life.

We moved you to a big boy bed this month. I was a little concerned that it was going to be an intense battle (to get you to stay put!) but you surprised me. It took only 15 minutes of coercing, and a brand new set of Buzz Lightyear sheets to get you interested in sleeping in a big boy bed. You’ve been going at it like a champ! The next milestone on our list is to tackle potty training again. You’re showing more interest, but it’s just a matter of mommy carving out the time to drop everything and get you going again.

You stepped on the bathroom scale yesterday, and I was shocked to see that you’ve dropped almost two pounds; weighing in now at a measly 30.2 pounds. You sure feel like you weigh more. I should know since you’ve taken to the idea of being carried all over the place. I’m not sure what’s gotten into you, but you seem to have forgotten how to walk. Or you’ve just gotten lazy and don’t want to. Or you just love your mommy and want to be close. 🙂

I’ve started planning your birthday party. I can’ t decide if we’re going to throw a Toy Story party or a Thomas the Train party. You love both equally, so it doesn’t make the decision any easier. Though, your new found interest in all things Superhero may make the decision process on what kind of party to have all the more difficult. You’re pretty partial to Batman (not that I blame you. He’s my favorite, too) and you name every superhero Batman.

I showed you a few cakes I’ve picked out online, and you got mad at me because you couldn’t have it right now. It was kind of funny. You’re so dramatic. Since Daddy was gone for your birthday last year, we want to make sure this years party makes up for it. We’re having the cake professionally made, and I’m working on some ideas for a really fun invitation and party games. And we’re having the party at the bowling alley…one of your favorite things to do on base here.

It will be great. I promise.

I’m still so proud of you and the little boy you are becoming. Though, if you wouldn’t mind, do you think you could stop growing up so fast?

All of my love,

Mommy