One year since the screaming, and pushing.
It’s been one year since they placed you on my stomach,
and I gazed at you in wonder,
spent, sweating, and so ready for a sandwich.
You have grown so much in that year.
You can walk, and crawl,
I swear today you said Balloon.
“Baa ooon… Baa ooon .. Ma ma na.”
You are funny, and sweet, snuggly, and strong.
You love your Dad, and your Sister, and your Mom.
I love your smell,
That subtle sweaty sweetness
you get right before bath day.
I love your curly hair and sleepy eyes,
and the way you stick your butt in the air
You are an amazing young man,
and I am so proud to be your mama.
Happy Birthday Otter!