You wanted ME

Dear henry, you were very cranky tonight. We tried everything we could think of. We tried a bottle. We tried Tylenol, we tried toys, we checked your diaper again and again. Still miserable.

So I figured that you were tired. I had no other ideas. No other tricks in my mommy bag.

So I laid you down in your crib. And still you cried.

So I went in to your room again. Your little face was wet with tears and your bottom lip was sticking out in a sweet baby pout.

I held you close and sang you "swing low sweet chariot" which I have always sung to my babies when they are falling asleep because it is sweet and low and smooth. I whispered I love you and I kissed your head.

I waited until your breathing got regular and long. You had finally fallen asleep.

Sometimes I forget that the most important tool in my bag is just me.

You will be turning one on Saturday , and it is bittersweet for me. This year has been so happy and magical with you in it. But it went so fast. Years from now when I embarrass you with my very presence, I will think back on these days with a smile on my face and tears in my eyes, as I have tonight.

I am so blessed and lucky to live in a time in your life where the only thing you want is just me.

I love you, baby boy. Happy Birthday