To my Jude,
My first born. The boy who changed my heart for ever and taught me about unconditional love. To the boy who offers endless cuddles, the best bear hugs and a kiss every time I head out the door.
Tower builder, dinner maker, story reader.
To the boy that makes my heart ache - out of love and worry the same. I want it all for you. I want you to be a space ranger, a chef, a pirate - or whatever you want to be.
I feel your pain when you scrape your knee or feel sad. I feel your joy when you "did it!" all by yourself.
Your laugh enters my ears and rests in my heart. Your smile is imprinted into my memory forever.
Those chubby little hands that get thinner and longer each day.
You grow, you learn, you test your limits ...and mine.
Your heart is so big for such a small person. You love so fully.
You are a big brother. You comfort, play with, read to, sing to, feed, kiss, and hug your brother.
You are our son. You follow, help, and fix with your dad. You will be a good man like your father some day.
But right now you are three years old. You still need me and as much as I complain or as much as it exhausts me each and every day. It hurts to imagine the day that you don't need me any more.
I will forever love you, child of mine, with my whole heart and more. I will always be here for you.
You are an amazing little human Jude Howard Gardner. I want you to know that I try every day to be the Mother you deserve. I will raise you good. I will teach you to have good manners, and to be kind. I will teach you to be disciplined and to work hard. I will feed you good food and read you good stories. I will teach you about good music and dance to it with you all the while. I will comfort you when you are hurting and support you and encourage you throughout all your success and failures. I will make sure you know you are loved.
Thank you for being you.