It just as I was saying not that long ago; in the blink of an eye you would be 9 months old and sure enough, I blinked.
You amaze me and you are so much more than I could have ever hoped or imagined. You say “momma”, now, and “Ada” and “Nona.” You are learning “no” but more than saying it you enjoy shaking your head “no.” I think it’s more of a game for you than actually saying no to something. You’re starting to cover your ears when…I don’t know actually. You just like covering your ears. I think it’s because you see your cousin O do it and you think it’s cool or something. Not that you actually know what cool is.
Although you are so young I can already see things in you that resemble your father. You love the drums. While most babies tap on things anyways, you have rhythm. And the music app on my tablet is always switched to the drums, by you. I think I may have to rethink piano lessons and get you drums instead. Your father used to play drums and before you were born he already had it set in his mind that you would play as well. He wasn’t bad at it either if my memory serves me correctly.
You also have a few facial expressions that resemble his. It’s usually when you’re caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing.
There is one thing I had wished you didn’t get from your father and myself and that is our temper. Ooh boy, do you have one and you are not afraid to express it. Hopefully, over the next few years I can help you learn enough self-control and self-respect to be able to curb that behavior and learn when it is appropriate to display it and when it is not.
If there is anything I want to teach you, it is that kindness and goodness will get you much further in this life than a bad attitude will. There is a saying, “nice guys always finish last.” I don’t buy that for one minute and I don’t want you to either. Nice guys (and gals) just have higher standards. You can’t grab the first thing handed to you if it isn’t up to par. Be grateful though, that is most important. Gratitude. Always be thankful for what you have and what is given! If you feel like your goodness is taken advantage of (which you will at times) just remember that God sees your effort and sees your heart and good things will happen. Everything always comes back in full circle.
As you already know, you have an older brother. He is ALMOST exactly one year older than you. If you were born 19 days later yall would be one year apart. If you had your way you probably would have stayed those extra days but your mommy was not having it. Your aunt said, the day before you were born, that I may have met my match. But I disgress, you will get the chance to meet your brother. We have been invited to his birthday. I am so excited for you and for him. I want you to know him and to know you are related by one of the closest bonds you can be given. Cherish your siblings and love them. No matter what, you’re family. Don’t ever forget that!
I have recently been made aware that in roughly 8 months time you will be an older brother, yourself. Not by me! Oh my goodness no! I am not ready for that adventure again just yet. But by your father. Learn from him, my son, and know that having children is the greatest gift from God. As I stated earlier, be grateful for it when that gift is bestowed upon you and step up to your responsibilities and hold yourself accountable.
I have not yet spoken to this young lady who is carrying your baby brother or sister. I do not know if she and your father are still together, if he is involved with her pregnancy or how long he will stick around for this child. But I need you to do something for me. No matter what road your father chooses, you cannot hold resentment towards your siblings. You cannot be jealous of them. It may be difficult to do that, but you must try. It is not your sibling’s fault for your father’s actions and behavior so do not blame them. Be there for them, both of them, and know that you are loved so much. Just as they are. Do not be mad at your father either, instead we should pity him. Look at how much he missed out. Don’t say that out of anger but out of sadness for him. He is still just a lost boy trying to find himself. Love your father for helping me create you. Without him you wouldn’t be here. And always know, if there is one thing I am certain of, it is that he carries love for you. I remember the look on his face when he found out I was pregnant, when he found out you were a boy, and when he held you for the first time. That look was love. I am just sorry that he doesn’t know how to express it to you.
You are strong. You are amazing. You are the best. Remember to turn to God in times of need and any other time. You always have me. I am right here, I am not going anywhere. I promise you that. And let us pray for your father that he finds his way.
And one last thing, know that life is full of enough hurt so because of that we should not carry it with us or else we forget to cherish the good.
I love you more than life itself,