My calendar reminder for Mother's Day came through today and brought up all sorts of emotions concerning the women I love dearly--moms or not. Even though I'm a rookie mom and rookie blogger, I thought I would try and process all the feels with you.
Caleb, by the time you are old enough to care to read this, blogs will probably be as archaic to you as phone books are to me. How your name and person can cohabitate all of my thoughts is a natural wonder. But you do. I'm thinking about you all the time. It's a parent thing. And Adele sings about it. As we prepare to celebrate your third birthday today, I was just looking at old photos, cherishing memories, and dreaming about your future. We're going to sing your name today, call your attention several times, and ask you to look into the camera repeatedly. Each time we are going to use your name, Caleb. Which reminds me I want you to know about your namesake.