Dear
Peyton,
Here we are. Your first birthday. It
seems like yesterday we brought you home as a tiny little guy. And yet, it
seems like you’ve been a part of our family forever. I guess in a way you have.
God knew you would be our little bundle of love since the beginning of time.
Words can’t express how much we love and cherish you.
You weigh 22 pounds and are 28 inches
tall. Everyone tells us how adorable you are. You have the biggest blue eyes
and little chubby cheeks. We say they’re “full of sugars” and then give you
lots of kisses. I remember when you came home you were a tiny, skinny little
baby who wouldn’t go to sleep unless I was holding you. Now you’re a beautiful,
chubby little boy who sleeps all night in your crib in your own room.
You had a little scare when you were
born and then a few months later at Christmas time. You have a sacral dimple on
you back and we had to get an xray of your spine to make sure there were no
abnormalities. Obviously there weren’t. You also got RSV on Christmas Day. We ended
up taking you to the emergency room and you stayed in the hospital a few days.
It was so sad to see you with a tiny IV in your hand (and then foot), but you
were such a trooper! Because of the RSV you get coughs and congestion more, but
now we just give you a breathing treatment and send you on your way. We’re so
thankful that nothing turned out to be too serious.
You still take a bottle right now, but
by the end of the month we hope to have you fully switched over to whole milk
in a sippy cup. You LOVE to eat. You’ll eat Puffs, other baby snacks, and then
anything else we give you. You’re very expressive. You can say “mama,” “dada,”
“bye,” and “hi.” I swear I heard you say “thank you” after I gave you a snack
one day. You’ll pick up a phone, hold it to your ear, and say “hi” or sometimes
“hi dada.” When your food is all gone, you’ll look at us, and hold up your
hands like you’re asking “where’d it all go?”
I can’t quite tell yet what you’re
really going to like as a toddler/preschooler. You really like computers and
phones so maybe you’ll be a technology guy like your daddy. You also love to
dance whenever you hear music so maybe you’ll be a music guy…like your daddy. Then
again, you like to play with Kaleb’s cars so maybe you’ll be a car guy like
your brother.
I can already tell you’re going to be
a very smart, sweet, curious boy. You love being held and wave to everyone. I
love picking you up from the daycare or nursery because you get a huge grin on
your face, crawl over to me, and hold your hands up to be picked up. You are
such a joy, and we love being your parents.
Forever
and always,
Mama
and Daddy
