My little boy,
the one I longed for
in prayers that felt unanswered,
in tears I thought God didn’t see…
But He remembered me.
And then
He gave me you.
Zachariah.
A name that carries a promise.
A reminder that heaven listens,
even in the quiet.
You came after waiting,
after pain,
after moments I almost gave up…
yet somehow, I knew
you were the one who would stay.
I remember that day
tired… so tired,
with voices saying “push,”
and strength I didn’t think I had.
Then came a word
right on time,
like God Himself whispering,
“you can.”
And I did.
And you came.
My beautiful, shining boy
so full of light,
so full of wonder,
a little piece of joy I get to call mine.
You walk into rooms
and they brighten.
You laugh,
and everything softens.
You are curious,
brave and afraid at the same time,
trying, falling, trying again
“Let me do it, mummy… I can.”
And oh, how I love that about you.
I love your “I want my mommy,”
even when it follows me everywhere…
I love your now-now-now demands,
the way you keep me on my toes.
My sunshine boy,
my happy little heart
I’ve loved you
from before you were here.
I love you now,
and I will love you
for all my days.
Today, you are four.
Four whole years
of watching you grow
into yourself.
And my prayer for you
That God walks with you,
guides you,
and covers you in grace and favor.
That your life shines so brightly
people see Him through you.
That you grow in strength,
in joy,
in health,
in everything you need
for every season ahead.
And above all
that you never forget
how deeply,
how endlessly,
you are loved.
Happy birthday, my baby.
With Love
Mummy (Ayo)
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