Preface

Dear Jacob, 


Today we celebrate my first Mother's Day.  Well, depending on how you count.  Technically last year, you were alive and kicking, but you hadn't left your warm spot in my belly to come join the rest of us in this big, bright world, so I suppose it doesn't count as a Mother's Day.
But this year, you are here, and you have brought me such wonderful joy.  Mister Rogers said it best, "You've made this day special by just your being you."  I want you to know that there is nothing you could do that would ever make me stop loving you, and the only thing you have to do to make me happy and proud is to be yourself.
There are so many things that I want to share with you; things I want to teach you, show you, enjoy with you.  And while I'm trying to impart all of my "wisdom" on you, I'm sure you will teach me so much more than I can imagine.
I love you to pieces, you are so special, and I can't imaging a better Mother's Day present than just your being you.
I love you, monkey!
mumma