“I was born in China. You adopted me and now I am four.” That is his story and he is repeating it to me over and over. Sometimes it ends with the question, “So now I am always four?” His little mind is working hard to wrap his brain around the milestones we have been celebrating.
Within two weeks of each other we celebrated Little Man’s birthday and the day he became a Williams.
Although he is a big boy, this Little Man still loves to crawl up into momma’s lap and suck his thumb. He was snuggled in yesterday, his birthday. We had said that we were going to read a book, but the morning had been filled with the excitement of some gifts….new legos and little toy planes. He flew those toys all over the house and now he was out of gas. The book in my lap was quickly forgotten and his eyes became heavy. I took the moment to rock my boy again realizing that such moments are quickly passing as he gets bigger. Those long legs already hang over my knees. Who knows how many more times he will ask, “will you hold me?”
I now have been holding him for two years. He spent two years without me and we have been working hard to make up the moments we missed. I don’t know what he looked like as he entered the world and there is a woman somewhere who held him then and wonders what he looks like now, four years later.
We sang happy birthday to him after dinner. When we began our pitchy version of the song he began to turn circles dancing to his birthday song. What joy. My heart was full as I watched him. Celebrating his life and the undeserving gift I have to be his mom.