Happy 4th Birthday James

It is exactly 4 days until my lil Man, James turns 4 years old. It seems like just yesterday I had him swaddled in blankets and wrapped up closely in my arms. I can still remember looking down at him with amazement. He too, would look up and just stare into my eyes. James was a happy baby. Always content and always smiling. He has brought so much joy into mine and Jeremy's lives. My little bundle of perfection! I cannot praise God enough for bringing this child into the world and for allowing me to call him mine.
I sit here wondering what the next 4 years will bring. I cannot wait to watch him grow and learn. While I am happy for these moments, I am also saddened at the same time. I look back on all the days that have so quickly gone by and wonder where did all that time go? Right now, James is so sweet and innocent. To him our world is perfect, nothing can harm him. He looks to his Mommy and Daddy for everything. We are his Rockstars and I hope that is something that will never change. I think about James growing into a young man and it makes me wonder how much he will want to do with his Mom? I know pretty soon it will be all about Daddy and "boy' stuff. I guess deep down inside it makes me feel less needed. I know I shouldn't feel that way, but I do. I just want to bottle all of life's precious moments and keep them to myself.
I thank the Lord for giving my Butterbean another year with his family. I would be so lost with out him. I look forward to seeing that beautiful face each morning that God allows me to awake. He is my miracle from above and I love him to pieces. Even after 4 years I find myself starring in awe over him. Sometimes it feels like I am lost in a deep dream...I hope this dream never ends, as this is the best dream ever. I pray that I never take him and his love forgranted. Shame on me if I ever do. I will never forget when the doctor placed him in my arms for the very first time. This fragile little life was mine. I was now a Mom and Jeremy was a Dad. These are the moments that are forever embeded in your heart. Those moments speak to your soul and you are forever changed. I am so grateful that the Lord chose me, Dallas to be the Mother of this precious and loving child. I remember looking at Jeremy, then back at James and thinking to myself we are now our own little family. I thank God for the both of them.
I cannot say what the next 4 years has to offer, but I do know that I have been richly blessed. Blessed beyond recognition. I pray my Monkey has a blast on his Birthday. I cannot wait to see that little face lite up. Happy Birthday, James Ryan Welch. You are loved more then you could possibly know.
Love,
-Mommy-