August 13, 2014
At just a few minutes past seven this morning, David placed a sleepy-eyed little boy on my chest. You were only a few hours late. Exactly one year earlier at 5:38 AM you, Sawyer Timothy Glenn, were born.
365 days of growing has turned my little bundle into a 22-pound wiggle worm with a smile that could light up a room – and a need to make sure mommy and daddy are thoroughly awake by climbing all over them. It was your birthday after all.
Looking back, two-minute-old Sawyer was pretty wiggly too. So much has happened since that first moment we met face to face. Between moving around from place to place and adjusting to a new life, I feel as if we have put our baby through so much. But through all the changes, you have never lost that spark that makes you my adventurous, outgoing little boy.
You have always been kind and loving to everyone you meet, even total strangers. You crave adventure and pushing your limits – sometimes to mommy’s chagrin. Your adventurous spirit keeps you from being much of a snuggler, but mommy takes whatever hugs she can get. You have always been strong, from the moment you were born. You still are.
Some things will change. You will start to run rather than toddle around the house. You will learn to talk, eat peanut butter, ride a bike and one day you will just be another one of the big kids. But no matter how old you get, forever and always my baby you will be.
I love you Sawyer Bug.
Momma
