Sunday, September 16, 2012

Tell Me Again... A Birthday and Gotcha Day Post for our Sweet Pea

Payton turned 4 today.  I am still trying to come to grips with the fact that my baby is growing up too fast!  Although he is now my middle child, he was the baby boy who made me a mother for the first time and there is something so special and unique about that.  One of Payton's favorite stories is Tell Me Again About the Night I Was Born by Jamie Lee Curtis.  We read it often and I switch the words to tell his version of the story.  It is so special to him and I love that he is so proud of his adoption story.  I am grateful that Jamie Lee Curtis took time to write and publish a beautiful story for her daughter.  It gave us a great tool to use to talk about adoption with our children.  The edited "Payton" version of Tell Me Again about the Night I was Born goes something like this:

Tell me again about the night I was born.
Tell me again how you and Daddy didn't sleep a wink.
Tell me again how the phone rang early in the morning when they told you I was born.  Tell me again how you spun around in circles because you didn't know what to do.
Tell me again how you called MomMom and DadDad right away and MomMom said you needed to go buy baby things at Target.
Tell me again how you drove in the car for 5 hours, slept for 3 hours at Uncle Mark's house, and then drove another 4 hours to get to the hospital.
Tell me again how I grew in Mama C's belly but she needed you to take care of me, so you adopted me.
Tell me again how you held hands all the way to the hospital and when you got there you were sweating like crazy.
Tell me again how you waited for 3 hours in the waiting room and then the power went out so you couldn't get any food out of the vending machine.
Tell me again how the first time you saw me you thought I was the most beautiful baby in the world.
Tell me again how tiny and perfect I was.
Tell me again about the first time you held me in your arms and called me your Sweet Pea.  Tell me again how you cried tears of joy.
Tell me again about how Daddy gave me my first bottle and I ate it so slowly.
Tell me again about my first bath and how I didn't like to be cold.
Tell me again how you stayed in a hotel for a week and you forgot to pack daddy undies and a t-shirt.
Tell me again how Grandma and MomMom came to see me and we went to the aquarium and I saw a whale shark.
Tell me again about the first night you were my daddy and you told me that football was awesome and I was named after a special football player.
Tell me again about he first night you were my mommy and you sang me a lullaby.
Tell me again about our first night as a family.
Tell me again about the night I was born.

Sweet Patey, I hope you know that your Mommy loves you so much.  I had a blast watching you enjoy your party today. You make my heart sing each day with your love for life.  From the day I first held you, I loved to rock you to sleep while we listened to "Lullaby" by the Dixie Chicks.  The lyrics match us perfectly:



They didn't have you where I come from
Never knew the best was yet to come
Life began when I saw your face
And I hear your laugh like a serenade

How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, never giving you up

I slip in bed when you're asleep
To hold you close and feel your breath on me
Tomorrow there'll be so much to do
So tonight I'll drift in a dream with you

How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, never giving you up

As you wander through this troubled world
In search of all things beautiful
You can close your eyes when you're miles away
And hear my voice like a serenade

How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, never giving you up


Sweet Pea, I hope forever is enough.  Tonight I peaked in to check on you after you were asleep and your arms were wide open and your face was just as beautiful and innocent as ever and it made my heart sing again.  I love you to the moon and back and more.  You promised me that when you are a grown up that you will still dance with me, watch the stars with me, bake "muffums" with me, play trains with me, garden with me, laugh with me, and go on walks with me.  Payton, I hope you always remember this promise.  You and your brothers are so special to me.  Payton, I pray that Jesus helps you grow into the man you are meant to be.  And that your life is a testament to His love for His children.