Five Years of Odin

Five years ago today, I met the little boy who would change the very structure of who I am. Five years ago today, I became someone new—not just a mother in title, but a mother in soul. Life shifted in ways I could never have prepared for. Things that once felt big became small. Things I never noticed became sacred. And I learned that love doesn’t arrive gently—it rushes in, fully formed, and takes root deep inside you.

You have been here five years, and every single day has shaped me.

You are truly a gift from God—placed in my life with intentional purpose, with timing only heaven could have written. God chose you for me, and me for you, and I am humbled every day by that blessing.

You taught me that unconditional love isn’t poetic—it’s lived. It’s awake at 2:00 a.m., humming lullabies in the dark. It’s scraped knees and sticky hands that reach for mine. It’s being everything to someone who believes you can fix anything with just a hug.

You showed me what growth actually looks like. Not the kind that comes from time, but from the stretching of heart and patience and resilience. From learning to see the world the way you do—wide-eyed, curious, convinced that joy can be found in the smallest corner of a day.

You are joy.

You are the loudest laugh in a quiet room, the cartoon sprint down every hallway, the spark that makes life brighter.

You are love.

The soft “Mama, sit with me,” the hand that finds mine without searching, the look that tells me I am home to you.

You are bravery.

You walk toward new things with determination, you try again when something feels hard, you face the world with courage that reminds me of what is possible.

You are humor.

Quick, expressive, witty beyond your years. You fill our days with giggles, dramatic impressions, and jokes that sometimes make no sense—but always make our hearts lighter.

You are kindness.

You notice when someone needs comfort. You offer help without being asked. You lead with empathy that feels far older than five.

You are friendship.

The way you connect, protect, include, and celebrate others is something extraordinary. You love deeply—and you love well.

Motherhood because of you has been the ultimate invitation into growth. More patient. More joyful. More grounded in what truly matters.

I pray that this next year over your life is covered in blessing, protection, confidence, and wisdom. My prayer for you is found in Micah 6:8, words I hope grow in you with every inch you stretch taller:

“Act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with your God.”

If you learn these things—really learn them—you will continue to live a life of goodness, compassion, courage, and grace.

Thank you for letting me walk beside you, learn from you, and love you in every moment of this life.

Happy 5th birthday, my sweetest boy.

You are everything good, hopeful, and bright—and being your mama is the greatest privilege God has ever given me.