A Story For Liam…

When I was 6 years old I played mommy. I had a doll named Mandy. I dressed her in little plastic sandals, put her blonde hair in pig tails, gave her a pretend bottle, and tucked her into my bed for naps.


When I was 18 years old I knew I wanted to become a mommy myself. I proclaimed that I planned to be married by 21 and would have 2 kids by age 25. I was young with ambitious dreams.


When I was 25 years old I was still single but longed for the day I would meet my soul mate and knew that together we would create beautiful babies together. I pictured my first born having blonde hair and big blue eyes.

When I was 32 years old I met my prince. And, together we embarked on a journey of creation and love. My fate was sealed the first time I looked into Daddy’s eyes. We would love each other forever and out of our love my lifelong dream of being a mommy would be fulfilled.


When I was 33 years old I became a mommy and my life changed forever. But I became a mommy before my baby was born. The moment I found out that a life was growing within me things shifted. For the first time ever I was responsible for another. I fell in love with you, my little man growing inside of me, from the word positive.


When I was 2 months shy of 34 years old on March 13th, 2007 Liam Aaron McDermott you were born. I stared in pure amazement as they placed you in my arms. Part me, part Dean yet all you. My precious little man with big blue eyes you changed my life forever. Love took on an entirely selfless and unbelievably all-encompassing meaning. I vowed to love and nurture you to the best of my ability forever.


Today, I am 39 years old, and Liam you just turned 6. I can still picture in my memory the peaceful look on your face and how your 5 tiny fingers wrapped around one of my fingers the day you were born. I remember being terrified to dress you for fear of breaking you. I remember nick naming you Monkey. I remember chanting “Go Monkey Go Monkey GO!” as you bounced in your jumpy at 5 months old. I remember your first tooth. I remember the day you first crawled. I remember your very first steps. And, I remember the first time your said “I Love You” to me. I remember every moment you’ve created because that’s my job. And, I remember these moments because I began unknowingly yearning for them when I was merely 6 years old myself. I was born wanting and loving you Liam. My whole life has prepared me for this, my greatest achievement. My babies. But, you are my first baby. You will always hold that title and place in my heart.


Liam, my son, I celebrate you today. For all that you are and all that you will become. But most of all I thank you for making me a mommy. Your mommy. Thank you Liam for choosing me. I promise to always be there for you and love you with every ounce of my being. I’m so proud of you Monkey!

Happy Birthday!
I Love You,
Mommy xoxo

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