Mornings...

Dear Carver,

Your mama is really not a morning person. Which, I know you don't understand yet, and maybe by the time you are older I will have reinvented myself into a morning person. We'll see.
Sometimes when you wake me up at 6:30 or 7:00 in the morning you are definitely NOT happy. You awaken s.t.a.r.v.i.n.g and I can't get you fed fast enough... Not today, however. This morning you woke me up giggling and "talking" to yourself. I probably would have left you there, playing in your pack n' play and slept a little longer if I hadn't noticed your diaper had leaked and you were positively soaked-- only you would choose to wake up happy on the morning when you are dripping wet.
You have changed me in so many ways already, and waking me up early in the morning and putting me in a good mood is only one. I can't believe that at this time last year we had only just learned of your existence. Your daddy and I were both so excited and terribly nervous. You were wanted so badly from the very start.
Everyday you gift me with something new, a new expression, or sound, or advancement. I thought it would be sad to watch you pass through phases, but not so! I love watching you change and grow and learn. Only a parent could be SO excited when their baby grabs their feet for the first time, or begins to notice toys. Even the small things are a big deal to us, and I promise they always will be. Your daddy and I will never take you for granted, we will celebrate and cherish every single moment, the big and the small.
So, even though there are days when you and I are both reduced to tears, or your mama gets frustrated with you (not fair, I know), or I don't hold you quite enough, each and every day blesses my heart in a new way, and I hope it does yours also. You are a precious boy and your daddy and I simply adore you.

Love,
Mama