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I’m Really Savoring Every Second: A Letter to My Youngest
Dear Oliver,
Today marks your 6-month milestone! I can hardly believe it’s been half a year since you came into our lives. I’ve probably said this about all your siblings, but it feels like you’ve been part of our family forever—completing us in a way I never knew we needed.
Reflecting on these past six months feels like hitting the jackpot. You’re honestly the best baby anyone could ask for. Your calming presence is unique, and I hope you carry it with you throughout your life. Since the moment you entered this world, you’ve been nothing short of a delight. As I sit here trying to recall the times you’ve really cried, I struggle to remember even a handful. You eat, sleep, and flash that adorable smile—Daddy always says, “You can’t spell smiles without Oliver.”
Your joy in being surrounded by loved ones is truly something special. There’s nothing quite like kissing those chubby cheeks and witnessing your eyes light up with happiness.
From the moment I learned I was pregnant, I knew it would be challenging to accept that this was our last little one. And yet, I’m endlessly grateful to have you as my final baby. Your cheerful spirit eases my heart and encourages me to embrace each moment fully. Over the past seven years, countless strangers have told me, “Enjoy this; it goes by so fast.” It used to annoy me, but now I see the wisdom in their words and I’m thankful I caught on just in time to treasure every second of these past six months.
I remember when your oldest sister reached this age, I dressed her in the fanciest outfit (even though we weren’t going anywhere) and showered her with gifts. We threw a mini celebration! I was so excited for her to hit this milestone and couldn’t wait for her to start crawling, walking, and talking. Then, before I knew it, I was shopping for first-grade supplies.
Understanding how quickly time flies, I’m genuinely savoring every moment with you. Sometimes it feels like I’m racing against time, and it’s winning. But you make it so easy to pause and appreciate each second. Even amid the chaos of Bible camp and swim lessons in sweltering heat, your smile shines through.
When I’m misty-eyed as you wriggle out of your swaddle (realizing it’s the last time I’ll swaddle my babies), your giggles lift my spirits. And when it’s late, and you’re ready to drift off to dreamland, you snuggle in my arms as if you know I can’t let go just yet.
I know it’s time for you to transition to your own space. But each morning, I peek over to see your big, cheerful face. If only I could sneak your siblings back into the bassinet for just one more night. For now, I’ll keep you close a little longer.
I treasure all your firsts—celebrating them joyfully, just as I did with your siblings, though they come with a tinge of sadness. Each milestone means I’m bidding farewell to cherished stages of my life. So while I’ll always cheer you on as you chase the next big thing, know that I’ll do it with a lump in my throat because, Oliver, you are my last baby.
My hope for you is that your happiness remains as bright as it is today for the rest of your life. Your joy is infectious! Over these past six months, it feels like everyone around you smiles a little brighter. From family to random strangers at the store, your radiant grin spreads happiness. Your arrival has filled our hearts with a joy I’ve never known, completing our family in the most beautiful way. For that, thank you, Oliver, my little one.
With love,
Mom