6 years

Six.

It has been six whole years since I held a baby that was of my own creation for the first time.

Six years since the first time I became a momma.

Six years since the future of our whole family was changed forever.

Six years since a little 6 pound, 14 ounce baby landed on my chest and changed the way I saw the whole world.

Six years since the first time I've felt that tremendous love.

Six years of watching you grow, change, learn, and love.

Six of the best years I could have ever, ever imagined.

You celebrated your sixth birthday, but I celebrate you every day.

You, who changed my life and lead me straight down this path that I am on now. 

You, whom I am thankful for every breath I breathe.

My little soul mate, my little partner in crime.

You are an old soul, and a trouble maker.

You have the best dance moves.

You still want to cuddle your mom.

You will continue to do wonderful things the older you get, I am so proud of what you've already done and who you already are.

Being the mom of a 6 year old feels so surreal, it is like the first birthday I have noticed you crossing over from little boy to big kid...

Yet I feel like just yesterday you were learning to walk and talk...

How truly lucky I feel that God chose me to be your momma..

You were always meant to be in my life.

You have created this whole alternate universe for us to live in and sometimes I can't believe it's all real.

I am sure this next year will fly by just as quickly as the last.

I will cherish every moment, every movement, every new adventure.

Until next year, sweet 6 year old boy. 

I love you with every fiber of my being!