My baby boy,

I’m exhausted. Luckily, daddy comes to visit tomorrow so I can relinquish some of the control over to him and just take a second to breathe.

We have a lot of plans when daddy comes to visit. Last summer was an absolute wash after we lost you and we didn’t do a thing. I know there’s nothing to “make up for”, but I just want to make sure we are living our days the ways we should.

My letter from this day last year included a whole paragraph about how I was worried about moving and what would happen to your room. I never would have dreamt that you would have your own room at our new house. I’m so thankful we have it, even if it’s not completely cleaned and put together correctly yet.

Lucas has been reminding me of you the way he’s reading all the Dog Man books. He’s getting so into them that he continues to read after his twenty minutes are up. You read those books before school, on the way to school, at school, on the way home from school, and when you got back home. When Lucas finished the first book, I told him to just go get the next one from your room since you have every book.

It’s Mrs. Holmes’ birthday today. Maybe you can check up on her and tell her to have as great of a day as she deserves.

It’s already 11pm, baby, so I’m going to get to bed. I love you more than anything, sweetheart. Goodnight and sweet dreams.

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