Dear Grayson,

Mommy is a few days late, once again, wishing you a very happy 21 month birthday! I know you don't mind, but I really, really tried having this posted on Sunday, the 10th, your actual "day" of birth.

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But, I failed.

I'm not sure if it was the fact that it fell on Mother's Day this year and Mommy had to be up at 6 a.m. in order to be at work by 7:30 to serve the masses at The Cheesecake Factory (why families want to wait 2 hours to be seated and then another 40 minutes for scrambled eggs and a waffle are beyond me) after being up ALL night long with you not feeling well, OR if it had to do with the fact that I closed Friday night, fell sleep at 2 a.m. only to wake back up at 8 a.m. in order to be at work by 9 for some ridiculous meeting that very well could have been pre-shifted before our Sunday morning brunch.

Mommy is exhausted. I feel as though I am just going through the motions of being a Mommy and a wife and a daughter. I know it's because we still don't have a house (and I just found out today, that the one we wanted SO badly that we have been waiting to hear SOMETHING from since MARCH, got a better offer) and that is weighing in on the back of my mind.

It really was perfect for us. And that makes Mommy want to cry. But I don't....because I have you, and Daddy, and our family and our health and I know I should just praise God for everything I DO have, and I do....but I'm just so ready for us to live in our own home and for you to have a back yard to play in and for us to start trying to make you a baby sister or a baby brother.

Grayson, you make Mommy and Daddy so happy. You have become such a big boy, lately. You want to do EVERYTHING all by yourself. You want to eat EVERYTHING we eat (even if it's taco soup or tuna fish sandwiches....you'll at least try it).

You fell off the windowsill yesterday at Mimi's. Daddy was home because he has bronchitis and he and I ran to you so fast and scooped you up in our arms together. We were SO scared that you had broken a tooth.....there was SO much blood EVERYWHERE!! You looked like a little vampire.
Photo Sharing - Video Sharing - Photo PrintingThankfully, you did not break a tooth, only busted your little bottom lip. It was very sad. All you wanted was for Daddy to hold you and tell you everything was okay. That you were going to be just fine. He would fix it. And he did. He made you a juice smoothie and put it in a cup with a straw and you sat on his lap and watched Gabba Gabba and all was right with the world.

And at nap time, you wouldn't let Mommy leave your room, so I scooped you up and we layed down together in the big bed in each others arms and slept for 2 hours.

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You have taught me so much, little man. You have taught me that when I'm scared or broken, all I need to do is let my Father hold me and He will fix it. He always does.

Our God is Awesome, Grayson. He will see us through anything and everything. We just have to let him hold us.
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