By the time you were born, I had been awake for more than 24 hours. I had gained more than 40 lbs carrying you. I walked around 5 centimeters dilated for two weeks and you still wouldn't come out. It was in the dead of summer I couldn't sleep, I couldn't sit, I was just plain miserable. Finally, a week before the due date I begged the doctor to get you out. She had an idea and told me she would be surprised if we weren't heading to the hospital in the next few hours.
She said, "No doctor in their right mind would turn a 39 week pregnant, 5 centimeter dilated mother to be away. They will induce you the rest of the way and he might be here by this evening."
Boy was she wrong. He did not want to come out. The doctor in the hospital said the baby will be around 7 - 7.5 lbs this will be no problem. Finally at 8:29 am, the morning after I went in out popped a 9.5lb healthy baby boy.
My whole body felt like I deflated a balloon. As soon as they laid him on my belly I felt my insides collapsed. My first thought was 7 lbs? She's dreaming. The doctor comes over and says, "I am so sorry, I had no idea he would be that big." Tell me something I don't know.
New born baby clothes didn't fit, you cried all the time until I finally realized you are still hungry. You were drinking 8oz bottles at 5 months of age. One of my first thoughts was I am going to go broke feeding you......what happens when you are a teenager. I might have to take a loan out just to feed you.
Well some things never change.....at 8:29 this morning you are officially 7 years old. I still can not keep you fed, you are just as stubborn as the day we tried to make you come out.
But I love everything about you......your gentle heart, peaceful soul. I love the fact that you tell me everyday that you love me and I don't have to say it first. I love the fact that you still want to hold my hand. I love the fact that you randomly give me hugs.
I could go on and on about all the things I love about you. Most of all I love the fact that God trusted me enough to gift me with a very intelligent, inquisitive and special little boy. I know you won't be little forever but you will always be mine.
I hope you have a Wonderful 7th Birthday!!
I love you to the Moon and Back, to Infinity and Beyond, Forever and Ever Always, Mom.
TTFN~
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