04/15/2026
15 years ago, the doctors handed Josh and I a purple, flaky, cone-headed baby that just finished 💩 all over the floor.
That should have warned us how wild parenthood would be! Look at the fear in our eyes on slide 19 😆
(thankfully his coloring, skin, and head all evened out haha)
Levi Wesley keeps us on our toes (and on the roads 😅). His love for his family, other people, food, soccer, Jethro, and the craziest thing to do in the moment is wildly insane.
He teaches me more than I teach him, no doubt.
I love looking into his eyes and trying to figure out what’s *really* going on in there. And that desire drives everything I ever do— personally and professionally.
I want to know how to keep him from falling or hurting himself.
I want to know how to help him achieve every one of his goals.
I want to create a perfect world that caters to everything he ever needs or wants.
But I can’t do that. Everything is a choice, and my role is to guide him towards making the right choices in the moment (and boy, is that so hard for an ADHDer).
But I won’t stop searching!
I won’t stop figuring out how to get him engaged in school.
I won’t stop trying to make him mentally strong.
I won’t stop exposing him to people who make him better.
I won’t stop learning about ADHD to help him understand himself.
I won’t stop reaching out my hand when he falls down.
I won’t stop taking him wherever he needs to go to achieve his dreams.
I won’t stop kissing him regardless of how much facial hair he has.
I won’t stop cheering the loudest in every room he’s in.
I refuse to stop.
Becoming a mom shapes me everyday. And although I fail nearly everyday, I’ll never stop looking to Levi and his brothers to show me who they need me to be.
Happy 15th birthday, buddy 🎈 thanks for being an incredible son, brother, and teacher.
