My Darling Boy,
You are growing up so fast, it makes me feel sad.
Soon you won’t need or want me to hold you.
Or rock you. Or walk you.
Soon you won’t be able to fit in my lap.
And I won’t get any more toothless grins.
It makes me sad, but there are so many things I am looking forward to.
I cannot wait until you say your first word (and it better be ‘mama’).
I cannot wait until you can sing and do the actions to the action rhymes we listen to (rather than just watch me as though I’ve lost the plot).
I cannot wait until you can walk independently. I know it’s going to be a mission watching you all the time, but I can’t wait.
I cannot wait until we can do art and craft activities together.
I cannot wait until you listen to stories without eating the books or tearing the pages. I have so many books to share with you.
I cannot wait until you can play football with your papa.
I cannot wait until you draw your first picture.
I cannot wait until you can spell and write your name.
I cannot wait to do your homework with you.
I cannot wait to be your Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus and Easter Bunny.
I sit and think about all the things you will be able to do and all the things we’ll do together and I can’t wait.
I cannot wait.
Oh, Vinay! Now look what you made me do! *wipes eyes*