Father's Day

Dear Lee,

Last year we were cruising in EV for the first time and celebrating your first Father's Day…

Who knew by the time your second Father's Day came you would have two sons.  Two boys to rough house with, to skip rocks with, to read all the books you love with, to teach all about music, to impart your wisdom onto, and to look up to you like there is no other in the world like you.  The list of what you will enrich their life with goes on and on.  They are so very lucky to call you their father.

Always,
Candace

Dear Harrison,

I am missing you so very much.  I have another week until I should begin picking you up again.  I am struggling.  I knew my recovery would be hard but I never knew it would be this hard.  I've given you a few baths this week and have had some more "Harrison time".  We took you to watch the Smyrna Air Show with friends and you loved the airplanes!!  I did pick you up a few times and it has made me sore so I better listen and rest up for when I can properly take care of you.

Through all of this our routine has been inconsistent and I hope soon you will have consistency back into your life.  You are growing and changing but you are still little and a routine is so important.    I miss you wanting to read books at bedtime and you falling asleep in my arms. This may sound simple but it is very dear to me.  You are my little heart and soul.  I love you so much.

Dear Atticus,

Your Grand and I took you to my 2 week check up and shopping this week.  You didn't make a peep the entire day.  I am doing well from a healing stand point.  I can drive now but my weight restrictions remain and I cannot get in water until after a full 6 weeks.  You and I are a pair.  You cannot be in the sun and I cannot be in the water.  It is not fun as this is my favorite time of the year - lounging in the pool, going to the lake and visiting the beach.  Next year we can do what we love…until then I'll be caring for you my little bird.  You have ramped up your eating and your protest when I am making you wait to be fed.  You adapt more and more to a routine everyday.  I love you my sweet baby.

Love,

Your Momma