For my second child's birth I created a playlist titled "Deuce Day". Deuce was the baby's nickname while in womb, since we didn't know the gender. One of the songs on the playlist is Michael Buble's "Haven't Met You Yet". That's the song that got me today.
This part in particular, "And I know that we can be so amazing, and, baby, your love is gonna change me, and now I can see every possibility. And somehow I know that it'll turn out, you'll make me work so we can work to work it out. And I promise you, kid, I give so much more than I get. I just haven't met you yet."
I was OBSESSED with that song when I was pregnant with Gabe. I just didn't know how much it was telling me about our relationship. That boy has changed me. He's made me work, I tell you what! And I have given him so much. This year has been something else, but you know what? I wouldn't change it for anything. I now know just how strong my love is for that boy.
I would do anything for him. He's my mush. My soft spot. My weakness. The hardest part of everything that's happened is having to be so concrete with him. I always want to give in, kiss him, hug him, let him get away with stuff just so he is happy. I adore him. It's probably borderline psychotic. But I am ok with that.
Gabriel, I love you. The fact you are three is blowing my mind. I really cannot wrap my head around it. I will always see you as that wee little baby.
Boy, you were big in my belly!
How could I not instantly fall in love with you?!
I was actually yelled at for letting you sleep so close to me. Oh well! We do this every night before you go to bed!
Sucker for you...you didn't want to ride, only wanted to be held. I love the look you are giving your dad.
Luckily, I am not the only one. You suckered Becky in to holding you a little longer!
Here you are saying, "She is mine." I sent this photo to your dad at work.
You were constantly on me for a good 4-6 months.
My boy, my middle child, you are wonderful. Your smile is so big and so awesome. Your cheeks are kissable, your big boy frame huggable. Compassionate, funny, goofy, caring, smart, cute, loving are adjectives often used to describe you. Everyone that meets you, loves you. Especially the ladies!! I am always amazed at how women just gush over you. I always hear, "He's so handsome!" And you eat it up every time. Blondes, especially, you love blondes.
I don't know what I would do without you in my life. You bring me great joy. I really hope that I am raising you to be a great man. Because I know that some lady is going to be really lucky to get you. Sort of like your dad. You remind me so much of him. Which is probably why I love you oh so much, you are a Mini Marcy Mushface.
This year you have grown so much. Started sleeping in a big boy bed, went to school, took little adventures with Mom and Pop, and Lor. You are talking up a storm, running, kicking a soccer ball, learning a lot, you are polite, kind, and cute. I think at this point I am repeating a lot of stuff, but it's because you really are all those things. You are a little lump o'love.
Happy 3rd Birthday, Gabriel Benjamin!!!! I love you with every fiber of my being.
I am including some pics that I love from the past year. SO HANDSOME!
Our Valentine's Day date, you ate a lot of bacon!
Someone got in to the markers!
Our first trip to the beach with Grammy and Grandpop!
GAH! This picture gets me. First day of school.
Life is draining sometimes. Only bananas and Goldfish can help.
You and Grandpop at the Thanksgiving Parade.
You and Pop Pop with your matching shirts!
This is just to show you how much you look like your dad. It's a bit crazy.