As part of my new tradition (see post #79) it was time to sit down and write a letter to my older son.
Dear Jack,
Happy Birthday! You are 3!!! I cannot believe that my baby is already 3. I don't know where the time has gone. This year has been a very different year for us. As you are starting to see (not sure that you truly understand yet) your dad and I ended our marriage this year. This was incredibly sad for me but mostly because I was sad for you. I wanted more than anything for you and Rory to grow up in a household where the mom and dad were together. I won't go into specifics about things, but I am sorry this happened. I want you to know that our divorce had nothing to do with you or Rory. I was very sad about what happened and I don't now what I would've done without you and Rory. You both needed me so I had to pull myself together for you. I had to be strong. You showered me with love and affection. You tested me too (it's okay, you were 2!) but we became very close- the 3 of us. I am so very thankful I have you! You are very clever, even for age 3. You impress me with your questions and ability to problem solve. Sometimes you will say something and I don't follow so I think you are confused. But you are always right! You are all BOY, too. You love construction trucks, cars and above all else - sports! Yes, even at age 3 you already can dribble a basketball (well!), make a basket, hit a baseball, throw a ball and swing a golf club (very well!). I'm sure there is more, too - you are definitely already very athletic. As far as sleeping goes- you are an early bird like me. You wake up ready to go every morning about 6-7. This is one area that I wish you could be more like Rory:) Shortly after your father moved out, you starting coming into my bed at night to sleep with me. I'm sure many 2-3 year olds do this, but I think you knew I needed you there. I was worried about it at first because I didn't want to screw up your sleep habits but I've grown to like it now. I think you just wanted to be close to mommy which was something I needed. I am going to enjoy it while it lasts because some day I'll probably embarrass you. I can say with complete honesty, Jack, you have been my best friend this year. You are the first person I see every morning and the last person I see at night. You make me smile. Your laughter is incredible and warms my heart. You and your brother put me at ease and remind me daily how lucky I am. You've helped me more in the past year than you will ever know.
Thank you for all the happiness you've brought into my life this year.
I love you.
Love,
Mom
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