My Dearest Alexander:
Today you are two! Exactly two years ago today, in the mid-afternoon, you came screaming into this world. Last year I wrote a letter to you on your first birthday, documenting your birth and the changes that occurred in your first year of life. Your birth was long, hard, painful, and followed by a long, hard, painful, recovery. Never once did I wish things were different, because I had you.
Last year at this time I was shocked at how much you had changed! From newborn to walking in a single year! You went from baby to young toddler, gaining emotions, communication, movement. It astounded me, and I didn’t think you could possibly change so much in such a short period of time again.
Boy, was I wrong. From one to two you have become a person. We have conversations now; you run and jump, fall and cry, cuddle and kiss. From one to two you have gone from walking to running, saying a few words to full sentences, 31.5 inches to at least 36.
From one to two, you have grown immensely. And every day my love for you grows immensely.
You are a strong-willed child, full of opinions about everything. You know what you want, what you like and don’t like, where you want to go and who you want to be with. Always on the go, you are fascinated by just about everything. Whether I’m cooking, cleaning, reading, playing on my computer, you insist on “helping.” You want to help mix the stir-fry, chop the vegetables, turn on the television.
I don’t know what the next year brings, but I have high hopes. You are such a sweet, caring, intelligent, independent, active young boy, and I know that you will do great things and be a great person.
My darling Alexander, I love you. Happy Birthday!
Mommy (You stopped calling me “Mama” many months ago now. It was my first clue that your language was about to explode. Now, you call me “Mommy” approximately 1.82 million times a day.)
The second birthday slideshow: