Dear beetle bop,
Oh my, I can not believe you are three. The twos are described as terrible and although you threw more than one tantrum and shouted bad people at more than one unsuspecting stranger I would call this year nothing short of magnificent. You have a wealth of vocabulary in which you can put together and get your point across. Your daddy and I have loved laughing with you this year. You have learned so much. You can sing your ABC's and you know a variety of other songs Old Mcdonald is your favorite. You can be one of the most strong willed little ones I know and you have recieved more than your fair share of time outs this year. You love routine and are very sure you do not want to deviate from the norm. You are very very good at entertaining yourself and your love of trains has developed throughout this year and is nothing short of an infatuation now. My forvorite thing to see and hear is when you pat the floor next to you and say Play wif me mommy. How could any sensible mommy resist. Thank you sassy pants for being so fun and just too adorable.
I often wonder if all mothers feel as lucky and honored as I do or if that is a territory that comes with adoption. Through the process of adoption I think one comes to understand the privilege it is to be ones mother. Motherhood becomes less of a divine right. I get to feel this privilege, but you being the adopted child, I have come to realize that your feelings will eventually differ from my own. For while I gained so much there will come a time when you realize your loss. This I know, will be the year, that you will understand a small fraction of what it means to be adopted. I know this year, as you will not grasp the full concept, you will see it as I see it as a part of your life that makes you special. I hope that in this 3rd year of your life that I can lay a foundation for later discussions, so that you my love, will know that I am here to listen. That I will try my best to always be what you need. I hope that this year as we begin our first discussions about the beginning of your life we can lay a foundation where we can love laugh and cry together throughout your journey, which through an act of god or destiny or just the best luck ever I get to share in. As always on your birthday I wish I could wrap my arms around your birth mother and tell her you are safe and happy and that we will cherish you each year we get to share with you. That we love you to the ends of the earth and back and that we are so indescribably grateful that we can share the gift of our gem. So my dear beetle bop I know our adventure will continue and you will change during your 3rd year in ways I can not even begin to imagine. Know forever that I love you and that you make me feel the luckiest mom on earth. Love you to the moon and back, Mommy