A Letter to my Baby Boy

In keeping with the theme of my baby boy’s upcoming 1st birthday 🎉 , I thought I would share something else from his infancy. I had read about the idea of writing your child a letter every year on their birthday and giving them on his/her 18th birthday, and I thought it was really sweet. This letter was meant to be written on the day of his birth:

To my sweet baby boy,

You have been a sweet addition to this family from the day that I found out I was pregnant. Apart from the usual first trimester ickies, I enjoyed being pregnant with you so much. I loved watching my belly grow, knowing that you were growing bigger and getting stronger and preparing for life on the outside. I enjoyed feeling you moving around in there and would get excited with every kick I felt. I must have annoyed your father so much telling him to feel your almost painful jabs every night. Your birth was such a memorable event in my life. On this day, I was in awe of your father. He was the perfect husband/father/coach. I couldn’t have done it without him and if it was even possible, you brought us closer together, strengthening the bond of our family further.


I already have a pretty good idea of the kind of mom that I will be for you since this is my second time around the block. I’m sure adding a third child in the family will shake things up a bit, but I do have a few promises that I vow to keep.

I promise to never let you forget how much you are loved, not even for a day. I will begin and end each day reminding you. Every night I will rub your back, cuddle you, and sing you lullabies until you think you are too old for this and ask me to stop. But I will always send you off to sleep telling you, “I Love You”. I will start your day just as my mom started mine, with a loving smile and a soft voice and hopefully have time for some morning cuddles.

I promise to listen wholeheartedly. Whenever you need to talk, I will make the time to show you that you are my priority. I unfortunately cannot take away all your pains and upsets, but I will help you to get through them and let you know that you can always lean on me.

I promise not to let “third child syndrome” take over your life. You will have plenty of hand-me-downs from your older brothers but I promise to give you some toys and clothes to call your own. I will not worry as much with you as I did the first time around. I know that if your paci drops or you eat some food off the floor, or we skip your bedtime routine one night, you will not die. This might actually help to make life more simple and  less stressful. But I promise to take lots of pictures and document all of your milestones and achievements so that you will have the gift of a memories from your childhood.

I promise to make your birthday a big freakin’ deal. Even if you or others think it’s silly, as long as I’m here, you will get the whole shebang. You will get a special day entirely devoted to you. When you look back years from now, you will know that you were celebrated by the people who loved and cared about you the most.

I promise to accept you just the way you are because you are absolutely perfect that way. If you want to wear sweatpants everyday because you hate dressing up, that’s okay. If you want long bushy hair that gets the old women talking, because you hate getting haircuts, that’s okay. If you have trouble with school subjects because your passion lies in other areas, that’s okay. I will never push you to follow the mainstream, I will instead celebrate your differences and encourage you to be your unique self.

I promise to try my hardest to give you the happiest life possible. I will make special family traditions that will be kept year after year. I will raise you with loving guidance instead of control. I will try to remain patient during tough times and to keep the yelling to a minimum. I will encourage healthy eating and an active lifestyle because the healthier you are, the happier you will be.

And the biggest promise of all, is to love you unconditionally everyday until the end. ❤️