Colin, my dear sweet baby boy. I have such a strong overwhelming connection to you. I feel like you came down from our pre-existent state to help me. You were our surprise, we hadn't planned you, you came when it was your time. You have had the calmest, sweetest disposition. When our eyes meet there's just something I see there I can't deny... you are my son.
Mommy was nervous to raise boys. Your mama never had guy friends growing up, but if there was a big group of giggling females she was in the midst. I get girls, I love girl talk, and all things feminine. Now, how was I gonna do with boys, who like to annoy you just cause, who love wrestling and contact sports? Who can fight and makeup in nothing flat? Who love seeing how things go together and tools? Would my boys think I was cool? Why was I even worrying about my "coolness" factor? But I was, and do. One look at you buddy and all those fears drifted away and were replaced with the purest love and joy I'd ever experienced. I'm now a mom of a boy. I get to teach you how to be a man and a husband someday.
Blessing you was our treat. Dad said you were wide eyed and cooing the entire blessing. My favorite moment was when the blessing was finished and dad did the "lift and show us your bundle of cuteness" part, you were in a sitting position, wide eyed, and holding your little hands together in your lap just staring at everyone. You are adorable. I wanted to stand up and shout that little bundle is all mine! We love you Colin!
Thank you to everyone who came
xo
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