When I found out I was pregnant with Jackson, it was a really bad point in my life. I wasn't sure I was even going to be able to be a mother to two kids and I was pretty scared. I was also terrified I would have post partum depression like I did with Olivia. But the moment he was born and I had him in my arms, I just knew this would be different.
Happy birthday, sweet boy. You're my favorite boy in the whole world. I wish you would stay little a little longer. You keep saying I can bite your toes for as long as I want and I can snuggle anytime I want, but someday you won't need my night time snuggles. I hope you keep your kind spirit and big heart. I hope you never lose your sense of humor and your happy personality. I sometimes wonder how my heart never explodes with love. I'm so lucky to have two really awesome kids. I can't imagine what my life would be like without them. It certainly wouldn't be as lively as it is. It's so bittersweet to watch my last baby grow up. I feel like I'm taking this in so much more than I did with Olivia. Maybe because I knew she wasn't my baby? Maybe it was just the fact I was so depressed and stressed out. Either way, I'm so glad I had Jackson so I could experience all of those beginning milestones with an open heart and an unclouded mind. It's been the best years of my life being their mom.