Helen wakes up three hours before she needs to be at work so that she can be showered, dressed, and ready for the day when I leave the house and so that she can have the time every morning to feed and play with Chase. She then spends her day trying to distract herself from thinking about Chase, which is tough because she pumps for three 25 minute sessions everyday, until it is time to come home to us, often arriving home after 6:15 pm. The next hour and a half is a whirlwind of playing with Chase and then settling him down with a bath and a bottle, trying to get him asleep before 8 pm. Then she finally gets a chance to decompress from the day, before another 25 minute pump session before bed.
Yet, Mommy/Helen does all of this, thinking first and foremost about Chase and me. We are the two luckiest boys to ever live! There is no way that I can put into words what Mommy/Helen means to us, but we want you all and most importantly, Mommy/Helen to know that we love her! We love her energy and the way she knows what will make us each happy. We love her smile and her laugh. We love (and appreciate) her thoughtfulness and her generosity. Chase lights up when he sees his Mommy, dancing and waving his hands when she walks into the room!
Chase's contribution to this post:
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(translation: I love you Mommy!)
There are far too few pictures of Chase and his Mommy, but here is a sampling in no particular order (and a few of me as well):
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY! WE LOVE YOU!
