It was two years ago today that I was sitting in a hospital watching the miracle of birth. They say that having a child changes everything, and I thought I understood, but I did not. I still do not, at least completely. We have done the best we can, and I think we are doing a good job.
Our son has his ups and downs, but I would not change it for the world. I am a better person because of my son. My relationship with my wife has grown stronger with the rigors of raising a child. I have assumed greater responsibility, and hence matured. I have more than myself to think about, especially caring for one as defenseless and innocent as a child, making me more generous and giving. It is because of him I am where I am today, and I like where I am.
I see in him great possibility. I think the same possibility that my parents saw in me. I now understand why my parents said and did the things they did; and why I do them, too. Of all the things that I though being a parent would do, I did not think that it would bring me closer to my parents.
Every time I see my son, I am amazed at how far he has come. I am excited at his potential, and I cannot wait to see what the future holds. Welcome to the â€œTerrible Twoâ€™s,â€ son, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!