Happy Birthday Buddin, yes Buddin, that silly nickname you got, because your semi-foreign mommy can’t say “button” properly.
Atlas , no no, Kevin , I mean Atticus Kevin Pearce ! Did you know that mommy announced your name to the world before we signed your birth certificate? We discussed names leading up to your big arrival, but since you weren’t a girl, mommy was a bit at a loss for what to name you. We could have named you after your daddy, grandpa and great-grandpa Kevin, but we didn’t want you to have to be “little Kevin” or “junior.” We went back to the drawing board and your mommy liked; Oliver, Atlas, Cooper and Kaos. Daddy wanted to name you an Irish name, but then a couple days before you were born he said the name “Atticus,” and we agreed it was a good name and we would consider it after we met you.
Happy Birthday Atticus, after two hours of pushing in and out of the birth tub, we met you for the first time. You had a head full of hair (that would shortly fall out), no eyebrows, no eyelashes, but you did have back hair. You cried with all your might as I held you close and brought you up to my chest. I asked your papa what we should name you and he said “Atticus.” I immediately thought he was being so selfless naming his son a new name to the family.
Happy Birthday Atticus Walter, I asked daddy who you looked like, and he said your grandpa Robbie. He was right, you did look like a Little Fields Boy. As we stared at you, we knew you were special. You crawled up to my chest and nursed. It wasn’t easy at first, but we soon began to learn our mother and son rhythm and the breastfeeding dance began. As your daddy and I marveled at your little toes, little hands and precious eyes we fell more and more in love with you. We talked about what we would give you as a middle name, and daddy thought you looked like a “Wally.” I had to agree, and we named you Atticus Walter. We have so many great friends named Walter, and your daddy is a fan of the late-great Walter Peyton.
Happy Birthday Atticus Walter Pearse, with a name like Atticus we wanted to make sure that if you weren’t up for uniquity you had more traditional middle names. Your mommy has always loved the name Pearce and your daddy liked Patrick Pearse, who was one of the leaders of the Easter Rising in 1916 when Ireland won its independence from England. We settled on Pearse and think your full name of Atticus Walter Pearse fits you really well. Hopefully as you grow up you will think so too.
Happy Birthday Attibutt, oh your cute little butt! I know ten-twenty years from now you will be embarassed by all the photos mommy has taken of your butt, but you have the cutest little butt!
Happy Birthday Snorticus, when we brought you home your little nose was so tiny and so stuffy! You would snort and sniffle all day and all night. We sat with you in a steamy bathroom every night to clear your nasal passages, and had to suck boogies out of your nose constantly. You also made the cutest and I mean CUTEST, R2D2 noises!
Happy Birthday Atticutie, oh are you a cutie! We say it, our friends say it and even you try to say “cuuute.” Well at least in baby speak you do.
Happy Birthday Attichunk, you were supposed to be an itty bitty baby weighing in under 6 pounds. Our doctors, ultrasound tech and even midwives told us how tiny you were. Mommy didn’t have a big pregnant belly, so when you arrived at 8 lbs 7 oz and 21″ long we were shocked! You lost some weight your first week home, but by one month you clocked in at nearly 12 pounds! By four months you weighed in at…. 19 pounds 10 ounces. 100% breastfed by your mommy. With rolls for days, squishy thighs and a little crop of red hair, you have been our Attichunk since the beginning.
Happy Birthday Attibaby, I guess the saying is true, you will always be my baby. You may have just turned one, but you will forever by my Attibaby. You may be learning how to talk, walk, run and play more independently, but mommy will always consider you her sweet baby boy.
Happy Birthday Atticus, thank you for letting me be your mommy. I sincerely love you with every breath I take and every bit of my heart. You have changed me as a person, and have shaped my future. I am so excited to watch you grow up into a young man, but before you go out there and change the world, let’s focus on being one and the fun adventures toddlerhood has in store for us.
If you would like to take a walk down memory lane and read our birth story you can do so here.