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It was all yellow for you dear son

I heard the song “Yellow” by Coldplay and I teared up a bit thinking about my son when he was a baby. It sounds so cliche to say, but hold on tightly onto your babies as they grow up so quickly. When I was pregnant I didn’t want to know my baby’s gender. As a result, we painted everything yellow in his room. For me, yellow represents my baby. The color yellow is majestic and soothing yet passionate. All of my baby in one 💛 .

Here’s a bit of history about the color yellow. Because it was widely available, yellow ochre pigment was one of the first colors used in art; the lascaux cave in France has a painting of a yellow horse 17,000 years old. 

When I see yellow flowers, regardless of what they are, I perk up. I’m not a flowers person. However, yellow flowers cause me to be flooded with memories of my son as a baby smiling on the changing table as I played the song Yellow. He loved that song.

“Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah, they were all yellowI came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called Yellow”

I know our babies can’t stay small forever. However, I am wistful. We have entered the month of August. His birthday month. He will be turning 13 and I’m sure a bit snottier. But my love for him only grows. Ah, the majestic yellow.

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