Friday, February 17, 2017

Eleven Years as a Mom

Today marks 11 years since I became a mother. 11 years. It's hard to believe. I remember being so nervous and so excited to meet you. We had already chosen your name, Caleb for Caleb in the Bible- the spy with Joshua who remained faithful to God even in the midst of intimidating circumstances and immense peer pressure, and Moffett after me and my family. We had already fallen head over heals in love with you through your sonogram pictures, feeling you move, praying for you, talking to you. You were born at 6:01 pm on a Friday. Your head was huge. I'll always remember the doctor exclaiming- "Whoa, big head!" You looked just like me, and your Pop-Pop, and you were perfect. I remember that your dad couldn't stop crying. I'd look over at him while we were in the hospital and he'd just be staring at you and crying. It's pretty overwhelming, becoming a parent.

You were an exceptional baby. Seriously. You ate like a champ, you slept through the night- 9 hours!- when you were 9 weeks old- a perfectionist/Type A even as a baby, I think! You spoke early- and a lot. Man, could you ever talk- that has not changed!

Caleb Moffett, man, being your mom for the past 11 years has been a dream come true. You have grown from a sweet and easy baby to a smart and responsible young man. You love the Lord and it is so evident He is working in your life. You are reading your Bible every morning and discussing what you read with Dad, you are running the computer for worship at BCM, you have started serving on the set-up team at church. You are an exceptional helper. If I ask you to do anything, I know you will do it, almost always with a cheerful and willing heart.

You have excelled in your studies- doing math 2 years ahead and reading on an 8th grade level. You love to read- we can't keep you stocked with books! Yesterday afternoon you checked out a book from the library. Today at lunch, I noticed you were on page 190! You are an expert at all things Harry Potter and Star Wars. You are an excellent conversationalist and still enjoy talking a lot!

You are a natural leader and younger kids always follow your lead. But you are also gentle and kind- especially to younger kids. They look up to you, but you never act like you are too old to play with them or talk to them and you make them feel included and listened to. I love that about you.

You are also stubborn and opinionated- I might know where those traits come from ;) We're a lot alike, you and me. And sometimes that means we have conflict- but usually it just means we get each other. I get you. You get me. We might fuss, but we forgive easily.

Caleb, I don't know that the future holds for you. But I pray you will continue to seek after the Lord, to love serving others, to lead well and grow in wisdom. Your Dad and I love you so much and we are so proud of the young man you are becoming, right before our eyes. Happy 11th Birthday, Bubby. Thanks for making me a mom. I love you, no matter what, forever and ever.


Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Noah Turns 9

Dearest Noah,

You are 9 years old today. It is astounding how quickly the years are going by. How can we already be halfway to 18? Just yesterday you were a chunky little baby- an easy breezy baby boy. Or a crazy toddler trying to keep up with big brother. But here we are and it's the first day of your last year in the single digits.

You were an easy baby- except for the ear infections. You slept well, ate well and were only fussy when your ears hurt. You were our stoic baby, funny to think of now that we thought you'd be our serious child.

At 9 years old, you are far from serious. You are silly and happy, almost constantly. You are kind and gentle- always willing to give away what is yours in order to bless those around you. You challenge me to think more of others myself. You are not the chatter box that your brothers and sister are, you keep things inside more. But you are always observing and listening, even when I think you are not. You best me almost everyday in school, when it looks to me like you are not paying attention, so I start asking you questions and you can answer every one- to perfection!

You are very tall for your age- and very skinny. You are when they call a "bean pole." It makes you clumsy at times, being so tall so quickly! I can't wait to see how tall you will be when you are grown. You played flag football this fall and you had caught an interception and scored a touchdown- a pick six! I'll never forget the look of joy on your face. I wish I had a video.

You love to draw and next week are starting art classes. Who knows where that might take you! It's really great to see you enjoy something that is just yours.

Of course, you also love football and Star Wars and Legos and disc golf, just like your brothers. You don't seem to love reading, yet, but you do love stories and hopefully that will grow into a love of reading one day, too. This past year you grew your hair long- and you loved it. You do have the coolest hair- even your short style is pretty long, and awesome. We went to Disney World this year and had a great time- especially in Hollywood Studios with all the Star Wars stuff. And of course, we all love Harry Potter. Your Draco Malfoy Halloween costume was amazing. You make the perfect Draco in looks, not in attitude!

Noah, you are a joy and a gift to this family. You bring light and a gentleness to our world that we desperately need. I am loving watching you grow up. Your dad and I pray that God will keep working in you as we can already see He is doing. We pray that He would save you and transform you into the image of Christ. He's already given you such a sweet personality and heart, I can't wait to see Him use you for His glory.

We love you, no matter what, forever and ever. Happy 9th Birthday Noah Jackson.