Last week, I ran a guest post, “A Letter to My Son on His 3rd Birthday,” from one of my favorite bloggers, Melissa Matters of Wading Through Motherhood. Sadly, I found out the day after featuring her post that Melissa had suddenly passed away a few days earlier.
I would say that Melissa was my favorite mom blogger, except that she was so much more than that. Her insights about parenting, and about life, inspired me to take a step back and appreciate everything and everyone around me. She was a beautiful and gifted writer, a patient and thoughtful parent, and a generous and supportive friend to all of us struggling to find our words and our audience. As a tribute to Melissa, I’m re-running her guest post. If you haven’t spent time on her site, please check out Wading Through Motherhood. Melissa leaves behind a husband and two small children. If you would like to contribute, please go to her family’s Go Fund Me page.
A Letter to My Son on His 3rd Birthday (From Wading Through Motherhood)
We’ve said goodbye to the baby years. And, now you’re about to leave the toddler years behind too.
Your cheeks are no longer chubby. Your nose is suddenly sprinkled with a freckles. You keep growing out of your clothing. And, somewhere along the way, you started looking like a little boy.
You’re starting to color between the lines. You’re running faster, climbing higher, and sleeping longer (thank goodness).
You’re beginning to try new things, like the ‘Gadget Go Coaster’ at Disneyland. Even though, you were clinging to my arm for dear life (during the entire 30 second duration of the ride), I know you were proud of yourself for trying out a roller coaster that wasn’t in the kiddie land.
I was proud of you too.
Even though you’re getting older, I’m glad you’re still my baby.
I’m still the one you turn to when you’re hurt, sad, scared, or just want a hug.
I’m still one of your favorite people to cuddle up with and read a story.
Part of me wants to push the pause button on life and make it last a little longer. The other part of me is eager to see what type of little person you’re going to become. And, yes, I’ll admit, I’m hoping you’ll have a few less tantrums this year and won’t get mad at me because I won’t let you do x, y, and z.
Being three can be tough. You think you know it all and you’re invincible (like Batman):
I know there’s a big world out there, and I worry. Still, I’ll make an effort to let you explore as much as possible, without hovering too much.
I also know we will probably have some disagreements this year and realize you’re still learning how to express yourself.
I know when I walk you through the preschool doors next year… that it might be hard for both of us.
You’ll meet new people, learn a lot, and probably break the rules a few times.
Then, it’s off to kindergarten and before I know it… well I better not get ahead of myself because even though I wonder about the future, I’m just glad to have you by my side each day.
And, when you ask me to hug you with not just one arm but two, I will because I know you might not do that forever.
I’m not going to focus on the future too much, the what ifs, and the I wonders because “Tomorrow will worry about itself” (Matthew 6:34).
Here’s to today, your birthday, let’s enjoy it!
Melissa Matters was a teacher turned stay at home mom who resided in Southern California with her husband and two kids. Her blog, Wading Through Motherhood, explored the joys and trials of motherhood, with a side of humor. She passed away in November 2015 and is greatly missed by everyone who knew her.