Wow. It’s hard to think it’s been 5 years since I had my son, and my life changed forever. Baby Chewy is and always has been such a smart, bright, handsome young man, and he will grow up to be a respectful, god-loving person.
In the last 5 years I have seen him overcome obstacles in his life, the normal ones like teething, struggling to crawl, struggling to walk, and learning to speak-all just a little later than typical development time. There’s also the things I didn’t think he would have to overcome; his self-confidence and doubts about his own strength, having to try to see, even with his glasses, trying to learn to control his anger.
Despite everything, this is the person I have traveled with, lived with, provided for, and spent most of my time with. He’s the reason I changed states and got out of abusive situations, the reason I am now going to school, and the reason I went for what I wanted to. Baby Chewy is why I am deciding to go for Early Childhood Education, and is why I am doing all the research I can.
I love my son more than anything in the world. Yes, I get upset sometimes, but so do most parents. As much as I get upset, though, there’s more times when I remember there’s love, joy, and a reason for my being.
I had Baby Chewy at 19 years old, and never really got to live that “life after getting out of high school”, but I don’t think I would have ever changed what I did. Some people in my life think I had my son because I felt a need to find an empty space that needed love to fill it, but really, it was an accident and Baby Chewy created that space in my heart that he fills. I never thought I would have a child, and so that surprise when I took all the tests was a huge one and I kept it a secret for awhile, but I knew it wouldn’t last forever.
I am so happy I get to share my sons love, joy and even struggles with people, he’s also the reason I continue writing, even when it seems pointless.
So, to you, my baby boy. I love you so much, and I am so happy that I got to see another birthday of yours, because God doesn’t promise every day. I can’t wait for us to celebrate you on Saturday. That’s what I am celebrating. Not the fact you aged, but the fact that you exist. You may be everything I have to give to the world, and that’s okay. I’ll make sure you’re ready.
Happy birthday Baby.