July 7, 2008

What Blessings This Way Come



I love my son. I love my wife. And after a year of baby raising under my belt, I really love my family. God has truly blessed me. Maddox is pure joy. Nicole is the mother every child should have and the wife I needed to have. And, to my own disbelief, I am a dad. What a difference a year can make. What an amazing transformation God has squeezed into a year. Today is Maddox's day. Happy birthday son.


What a weird feeling I currently have. It's somewhat similar to the polar opposite feeling you have when standing in the delivery room. Both excitement at the birth of your first child and fear of what is to come and doubt at your own adequacy. Such a strange feeling. It's like... "Hurry up and give me the thing I'm not sure I can handle. And make it snappy!". But one year later, somehow we did it. And today, my feelings are just as polarized. I'm so happy for Nicole and me for making it a full year. I'm so happy for Maddox and the little boy he's becoming, and the man he's on his way to be. But, the flip side is that I somehow find myself really, truly sad. Verge of tears sad. What I wuss I am! It's only been a year and it's such an amazing accomplishment, but I'm honestly sad because my boy is growing up. Year one is in the books and already I wished I could go back for a day or 2 and soak it in a little more. I'd like to go back to the first time Nicole and I heard him say "Da". Or the first time he smiled at us, and meant it. Or the first time he offered me a cheerio and ate it right in front of my face while grinning and giggling. Oh to relive these times. But I can't. Such is life. More often than not, you have to really nail it the first time around. I know I did the best I could, but sometimes, once just isn't enough. This is why I'm sad.


But, enough sadness already. This is his first birthday and I refuse to be the wet blanket at this sleepover. Help me celebrate his birthday. One full year of grunting, pooping, eating and playing. What a year he has had. I'm going to try and compile a few photos to demonstrate his transformation... the different personality traits he's picked up in a year, if you will.


The You're Boring Me Max


The Concerned that this Monkey Might be Real Max


Bored Max


Happy Max


Poser/Where's the Weight Room Max


Tolerant/Patient Max


Kung Fu Max


Surprised Max


Santa Max


Sucker Max


Attack Max


Hiding Max


Hungry Max


Content Max


Lover Max


Musical Max


Attack Max 2


Cowboy Max


Study Max


Questioning Max


RollerCoaster Max


In Trouble with Law Max


Lochness Max


Burrito Max


Hunter-Gatherer Max


I'll post more photos and videos soon. But for now... have a great birthday Pork Chop. I love you.

7 comments:

1literatimommy said...

Happy Birthday Max, Love! You are the bees knees!

debrabain@sbcglobal.net said...

Welcome to parenthood, Cody, what I'd give to relive basketball games and act normal!!!!!!!! How I would love to relive trying to punch Cindy Garret - I just might really hit her this time. And most of all I'd like to relive time with you and Jodi.....Love, Nana

bettysue said...

The first picture of you and Max and then the picture of Max at the beach are my favorites. I know you don't have a favorite, they're all good, but I loved THOSE two! Thanks for keeping us posted!

Nicole B said...

Is it lame that I check this post like everyday to see if i can see any more of the pictures at work? Most favorite post ever.

Kat said...

Love it! Love Max! Love you & Nic! Can't wait to see you guys and play with Max... Oh how I wish we were all closer. I'm SO glad you keep us up-to-date on everything :)

Jessi Bishop said...

Ha! Ha!

Kung fu Max!! Aint no match for other babies!!

queenbquiltco said...

Poser Max. Every day he is looking more like his Pappy. I think the resemblance will be startling when he loses his nursing cheeks.

When does he get a pony so he can be cowboy max?

love.