Oliver came to us more than 6 weeks early. It was a difficult and wild ride, but despite the craziness, he had a wonderfully calming effect on me. This is what I wrote about him then:
"Tiny and perfect. Calming and peaceful. I wish I had more time to just hold you and soak you up. But when I do, I feel so much love and I feel safe and happy. You belong with us. Like, how did we ever live without you? I don't know who you are yet, or who you will become, but I know you were meant to come into my life."
And now Oliver is THREE! How is my baby three?!?
Hugging and snuggling him is still one of my favorite things. Still makes me feel calm and so much love. And he really does belong just perfectly. Completes us in the best way.
He loves when things are calm. He loves playing with tractors and cars and trains. He isn't much of a morning person and doesn't like eating very much. Unless it's fruit snack and chips. Ha!
And he sure loves his mama. Sometimes I just wish he'd like someone else for a tiny bit. Anyone. But in the end, I'm grateful I'm so loved. Grateful that no matter how I look or act or feel, I have a little buddy who is happier to be with me than anything.
Happy Birthday Oliver. I love you forever!
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