Birthdaymenico: A Birthday Letter To My Son

Dear Domenico,

Today* marks the first day of the ninth year of your existence as a human on this strange planet known as earth. Nine years ago today my world became full of joy, excitement and diapers.


I remember the moment you were born, the nurses rinsing the goop off of you, your mother and I holding you. I remember the day we brought you home. That night I cranked the baby monitor up as loud as it could go. I laid in bed and listened to you breathing. You kinda sounded like Darth Vader. Soon after your mother and I decided that it would be better (and quieter) to have you sleep in the room with us.

I remember about a billion diaper changes between the time you were born and the time you were fully potty trained. Once it became apparent that you would no longer need diapers I remember throwing you in the car and driving to Toys R Us to buy you a toy to celebrate the occasion.

I remember your first words, your first steps. It took you a while to learn how to pronounce the letter D properly. For a time I was known as “gah-ghee”. I would return home from work and you would be waiting for me by the window screaming GAH-GHEE!

There are about a million more memories that I could recount here, but I will save some of those embarrassing moments for future letters that I post on the internet for the world to read.

This is the first year that I will not be with you in-person to celebrate your birthday. I wish with all of my heart that I could be with you today. I have instructed your mother to give you lots of extra hugs and kisses from me…so be prepared!

Love always,
– Gah-ghee

* I published this a bit early due to the time difference between here and Australia