i can’t count the number of times each day i want to just squeeze this little boy in my arms and cover his smiley and happy and adorable face with kisses. he is a complete joy to be around and i love being his mama.
i remember being so freaking nervous when eleanor was just 7 months old and i found out i was pregnant with samson. we wanted more babies but it happened so quickly and i just wasn’t sure i could ever love another little one the way i loved eleanor, and it scared me not knowing what it’d be like having two. then the pregnancy flew by with autumn, winter and spring in seriously the blink of an eye and there i was chewing ice chips while laying in a hospital bed at the end of month of may about to push and still flipping out inside about being ready.
as i went back last night and re-read my notes from my birth experience with samson and his first few days with our family (a tradition i always enjoy doing by myself on the eve of my kiddos birthdays), i was reminded of that sudden gush of love that swept over me the moment i saw samson for the first time. we’d only been acquainted for maybe a few seconds, but i knew him. i knew him so well that the familiarity was almost freaky. it was like i knew his little cry and bottom lip pout and that way he furrowed his brow and wrinkled his forehead when he looked at me. it felt like i’d been missing him so badly even though i was just meeting him for the first time. does that even make sense? it’s so hard to explain. but that feeling of having known him, and feeling so overjoyed to see him again, even though i was just then meeting him, is still so very vivid four years later.
samson has a unique gift of bringing a playful energy with him everywhere he goes. his smile is contagious. he often shakes with excitement over little things like getting to unlock the front door of the apartment all by himself or sitting on the counter and whisking the eggs in the morning before we scramble them. he tries and tries and tries. and when he falls down, he gets back up quickly, and tries again. he requests a kale salad (this kid!) quite frequently at lunch time and as he starts eating it, will often pause to say, “i love it!” to himself. he is affectionate and kind with his words. he is fiercely protective of his older sister and little brother (once at the playground, i witnessed him jump in front of eleanor and stand firmly with his arms out to block her after another bigger child tried to begin a little fight by shoving her. it was clear by his body language that he was ready to take on the other child if necessary. i was able to step in right away, but the sweetest gesture to witness nonetheless.) samson loves to break out into dance. he asks to play “pet store” several times each day. his prayers at the dinner table or at the end of the night together can often get lengthy as he blesses everyone and calls out particular things around the room that he loves. when he has ice cream, he always requests vanilla and strawberry, with the strawberry scoop on the bottom. also, this kid tans better than anyone i know!
i can’t imagine life without this sweetheart. he brings light and love and a whole lot of giggles to our family and we love him so so much. i wish you the happiest 4th birthday, samson rex, and i cannot wait to watch you grow! i love getting to be your mama and am so very proud of the brave and kind boy you are. i love you forever!!! happy birthday!