My baby turned two today.
Two years ago today, we welcomed his beautiful soul into our family, by the Grace and Blessing of God. I still remember that first deep exchange we shared, at our private meeting in the hospital mother's room; his head carefully resting in my palms, his swaddled body cushioned in my lap. He still smelled of the womb. I officially introduced myself to him, and whispered prayers as I beheld his angelic face in awe and elation. He looked back, earnestly, his eyes wise despite their infancy, his face radiating an ethereal beauty, enchanting and sublime. I knew I would love and protect him forever.
Today, Jacob is still enchanting and sublime. His nature is gentle and kind. He is soft and affectionate, he loves everyone and everything, and happily shares his hugs and kisses abundantly. He is clever, sociable and loves story time. His favourite pastime is doing puzzles, going up and down (on the swing) and the swiiiiiiiiide. He also adores Barn-ee and the Giggles (Barney and the Wiggles). But best of all, he loves to sing.
We didn't celebrate his birthday with a party or with presents, but this evening, we did take him to Tayta and Gedo's house (to his grandparents) for an impromptu visit. Unbeknownst to us, they had organised a cake and two candles for him. We gathered around, and sang him happy birthday. I can honestly say I have never seen a child get so excited at being sung to; his eyes lit up, his smile filled the room, and he squealed with delight, imploring his daddy to come closer as his little arms held me tight. I will never forget that moment for the rest of my life, the joy he expressed was immeasurable. Just beautiful.
Happy birthday my dear little boy. You are so very very loved. May you be blessed with a 100 more birthdays and may all of your days be filled with the joy that you felt today, and the joy that you bring us every day, ameen.
