A year ago, I knew I was having a baby. I had planned it all out. I knew the day and time you would enter this world. But I didn't know you. And I can't control everything (something I'm still learning). Gosh, you were a surprise! My whole pregnancy, I pictured another Miles. A mini Miles. A second Miles.
Instead of a second Miles, you came out! All eight pounds, 14 ounces of you! You were two whole pounds bigger than your brother when he was born! You had light eyes and... was it true?... reddish hair! What a wonderful, beautiful, joyous day the day we met you!
And you've continued to not be Miles. Becoming a mother of two has been surreal for me. That our genes could mix in ways that are so different continues to amaze me. You're calm and happy and a little bit shy. You're busy and quick and funny. Your personality is starting to show. You have a full body laugh; you throw your head back, mouth open, and fill the room with your perfect laugh.
Oh, and how offended you get when it's early in the evening and all your patience is gone. I say no and you are just so upset. You seem very emotionally in tune with your family. If your brother is crying, so are you. I love that you have empathy at one year. It's fascinating and quite interesting to watch.
I'm excited to see how you continue to change and develop. Not just over the next year but throughout your life. I'm excited to see how our genes made these two boys and how they will be alike. And how they will be different.
I love you so. Will, I love you so.
Love,
Mama
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