My dearest Oscar,
I know it is cliché, but I don’t know how else to start this but I can’t believe it’s already been a year. I waited so long to meet you and yet in the blink of an eye you have gone from the baby who sleeps 20 hours a day, waking only to eat and watch your brother, to a toddler who climbs on everything and has the biggest laugh. It has been the best year, this first year, and if I’ve learned anything from being Mom to your brother, it’s only going to get better.
You are my second baby. Everything you’ve done, I’ve seen before, or so one could say. Yet, everything you do is so new to me. You are your own person in every single way. You teach me so much every day; you always surprise me. Though you love and adore your big brother, you are paving your own path, and I love that about you.
You’re stubborn as a mule and determined to boot. If you want something, nothing and no one will stop you. You will find your own way if no one will help. I love that about you. I fear it will be tough raising you at times, but I don’t worry about you. I know that one day you will be out in the world on your own and you will take care of yourself. I have no doubt about that.
Your laugh is the best. You laugh the hardest at your brothers antics, kisses from animals, and tickles on your thighs. You also have a social laugh, and have had one from a very early age, which I find to be hilarious. I believe your sense of humor is already highly developed and you will just grow funnier with age.
As independent as you are, and yes, you are very independent, you are still a mama’s boy, which warms me to no end. At the end of the day, you want to kiss me goodnight. You’re social as a butterfly, but you find solace in my presence, and I will forever be grateful to be that touchstone for you.
You love music. If you hear a piano, you stop in your tracks. You bang on the keyboard, strum the guitar, sing your little songs. Your sweet melodies are music to all of our ears and I hope you sing forever.
I believe you are destined for grand things, my Oscar boy. I am so honored and excited to be there in the front row, cheering you on, the whole time.
I love you so much Bossy.
xoxo, Mama
