This past Saturday, you turned 2 years old. I am shaking my head and saying the words that every mother has uttered about her children…. Where does the time go?
It seems like just yesterday, I was pregnant awaiting your arrival. We knew you were a boy, but didn’t tell anyone. We chose the name Zeke, based on the biblical named Ezekiel. We then gave you 2 middle names so that you would have to forever shake your head when filling out any type of application or form. Sorry about that, but both names meant so much. One name being your dad’s grandpa’s and another my grandma’s maiden name. Hopefully you will forgive us for that.
While I adore your brothers and sister, there is something special about you. Each day, you make me pause and appreciate life a little more. It wasn’t until you were born, that I really took the time to stop and appreciate everything that we had.
Each morning, sometimes early afternoon because you are a ROCK STAR sleeper, when we do our wake-up routine, you just light up my life with your sweet smile and gentle demeanor. You are a miniature version of your father, the greatest man I know. I pray that you will learn and grow up to be just like him — kind, compassionate, full of grace and loving. Sorry, most of those attributes don’t necessarily describe your mother (just remember I mean well!)
As the fourth child, you are the final piece to our family puzzle. Once you arrived 2 years ago, our family was complete. You just fit, there’s no better way to describe it. We brought you home, and it all just made sense. God gave us you to raise and with that responsibility, we will do everything in our powers to try to do it right. (And we will totally screw up sometimes, that’s why I want you to be full of grace, like your dad.)
In the perfect world, you would remain the sweet, innocent and adorable child that you are today. The reality is…. this world is corrupt. You will grow up. We will have our differences and challenges. Being 2 years old, won’t even be a memory. And while that all totally sucks, I will still be your mom, the one who loves you unconditionally and will be forever your cheerleader.
I know you are just 2-years-old now, and (thankfully) can’t grasp the reality of what this world is and is about, there is one thing I want you to always know…. Zeke, you are so loved.
2 Years of Zeke