Diego's 5th Birthday

Today my oldest baby turns 5! As I sit here pregnant and just about due with my third baby... I wonder... How the heck is time going by so fast? I just want to keep them all little forever and ever. But obviously that is never going to happen as Diego has proven. He is one independent little boy. He no longer wants to be called my "Baby"... even though I try to explain to him that he will ALWAYS be my baby no matter how old he gets. I feel with each and every day that he needs me less and less. I try and hold on to the baby in him but somehow I feel him slipping away. I understand he's starting a new point in his life... he'll be a kindergartner this fall and I will then have to share him with the world. But I must admit, I am selfish and wish I could just keep him home with me forever.

So in honor of my little man... I wrote a little poem and made a slide show for him. Happy Birthday Diego Ray... and many many more! Mommy loves you!

Yours was the first heart
I felt beating inside of me.

Yours was the first kick I
felt that warmed my heart.

Yours were the first eyes I
looked into and glimpsed a
small reflection of myself.

Yours were the first hands
that gripped my finger and
grabbed a hold of my soul.

Yours was the first smile
that filled me with joy.

Yours was the first cry that
was music to my ears.

Yours was the first laugh that
brought peace to my heart.

Yours was the first love that
made me understand the joy of
motherhood.

You Were First.

Diego,

I have always loved you. All my life I imagined having a child of my own. It was my greatest ambition to be a mom, and then you came along. And when you were born, I was born. The real me with a new reality, a new world, a new hope, a new purpose... That was you. So much a part of me and yet so completely you.

I love you.

Those words mean more than you’ll ever know. I carried you close to my heart all my life until I met you.I live my life for you, my first child, my first baby... The one who made my dream come true. I thank God for you. For who you are and who you are turning out to be.

There’s nothing you could do to make me love you more, except be who you are… forever!
I will live on through you whoever you turn out to be will always have a little part of me as well as your children, and their children. Our bond is immortal.

Sometimes I feel you put a lot of pressure on yourself to be perfect or to set the best example for your sister. I always want you to know that I love you just the way you are. In my eyes, you're as close to perfect as anyone can get.

I love you. I love you. I love you.