On Your First Birthday

Dear my Precious One:

I can’t believe you are one today. You have changed my life in so many ways. I never imagined just how much I would love you.

And oh how you’ve grown in a year. You’re still tiny – you don’t even weigh 18 pounds yet. But you’re walking! You’re babbling up a storm. And you are so smart. Your eyes light up when we ask if you want some cheese. Or if you want to push the button on the dryer, or in the elevator, or any other button really.

You love to say “cat.” In fact, you call everything a cat. But when you see Simba or Samson, you scream “cat!” and run so fast to them. Whenever you are having a bad day, we know that our sweet kitties will instantly make it better for you.

You already love church. It’s your happy place. You know how loved you are there. You are already experiencing true community – and we are so glad about that.

Your grandma says you’re a lot like I was when I was your age. Happy most of the time. The sweetest baby in the world. Loves her mama.

And you are so funny. You make your daddy and me laugh so hard. All the time. You’re going to grow up to be very witty … we are just waiting for it.

The last year has been full of challenges for both of us. The excruciating separation at the very beginning … we didn’t even get to begin our lives together until the day after you were born. And our time at the hospital was so not fun … full of interruptions. People trying to tell us how to relate to one another – without knowing anything about us. But we survived it. And we came home to where your Grandma and Great Aunt Amy were waiting with a fresh pot of chicken and dumplings. Your daddy and I were so hungry … but all you wanted was Mommy’s milk.

That’s all you wanted for ten months. You were not interested in real food. And you refused to take a bottle. I was so frustrated at the time – but now I look back at those early months and am so thankful for your pickiness. It made me spend time with you that I might have spent in other places. I learned to cherish those moments – knowing they would end one day. One day you’ll be all grown up and have children of your own. But I’ll always have my precious memories of nursing you to sleep. Of wearing you during naps. Of looking down at your precious sleeping face and marveling at your beauty.

You, my precious child, are everything I could have asked for … and then some. You have taught me so much about God. You have reminded me how much fun it is to play. You have shown me just how important family is. Every time I think about you, I love you a little bit more.

So today, on your first birthday, we celebrate our first year together. We look back at all the changes over the year. We look forward to the years to come – and we know that with each day that passes, we will love you even more than we ever imagined possible.

I love you my sweet one. Happy birthday.


Crystal Rowe

wife to D, mama to A & E, sister, daughter, niece, aunt, follower of Christ, writer, book lover, beloved child of God