This is a hard one for me to wrap my head around.
My baby.
My last born.
My favorite son { My only son}
Is SIX!!
I’ve often referred to him as the son I never knew I needed.
The girls were 7 and 9 when Mike and I had the crazy idea to try for another!
We were so blessed and fortunate to get pregnant right away, and “knew” immeditely it was going to be another girl.
We picked out mostly girl names, I browsed all the little girl outfits in the stores, envisioned her girly nursery…
And then we got the ultrasound.
“It’s a BOY!!”
I was overcome with so much emotion when she said that. So many feelings that I couldn’t even explain at the time. I could feel the biggest grin on my face and felt like I had no control over it. Then I turned to Mike and he was white as a ghost!! Ha
We had mentally prepared ourselves so much for that third girl that he was having such a hard time processing it!
I think we were both so scared about a boy, just because we were so comfortable with our girls. They were so easy for us. So well behaved. They had the best manners, were doing great in school. We just didn’t think a little boy would be the same.
But now, here we are.
SIX years later. This sweet little boy of ours was exactly what our family needed. He has completed us in a way that I can’t even put into words.
He’s so smart. So quick witted. Has endless energy and keeps us laughing daily.
He came into this world just a couple days after his due date.
I was up all night with contractions but didn’t want to wake Mike.
The girls had a fun character day at school that day and I was determined to stay home long enough to get them dressed and do their hair before I headed to the hospital. This was baby #3 and I knew it was definitely time, but I didn’t want to disappoint my girls.
They would be off to school by 8, so I just had to keep that baby in there until then!
But my little man had other plans.
By 5am my water partially broke.
That never happened to me at home before so I knew it was go time. I called my mom over ( she lived 4 houses down at the time) and she came to the rescue immeditely.
Mike and I hopped in the car and headed to the hopital.
When we walked in, around 5:45, there were about 6 other moms waiting to be checked in. Me being the kind and very quiet person that I am, stood in line behind these women who looked to be in no pain at all, while I felt like my insides were being ripped out. I just swayed side to side and told myself it would be ok. Mike insisted that we could by pass the line, but I was a stickler for those rules.
After a minute or two a nurse walked over to us and asked if I was in active labor, I told her yes, and she smiled and said “Honey, all of these ladies are here to be induced. We need to get you checked in immeditely” and so I finally knew what the Disney fast Pass must feel like. 😉
I hopped past all of them, got checked into a room where they told me I was 9 centimeters dilated and that baby was going to be here very soon.
They asked me right away if I wanted an epidural and I kindly declined. I had epidurals with the girls. The first was a horrible experience the second was amazing. But I wanted to give it a try without it this time. I wanted to have a natural birth.
And so I did. To a 9 pounder. It was intense. It was so so very hard, but we were checked in around 6 and he was born by 7:15. {Before my girls were even dropped off at school}
It was the most incredible experience of my life and I would do it all over again a million times for this little man.
His smile will light up a room.
He’s hands down the best cuddler there is.
His eagerness to learn and know new things amazes me every day.
I am so smitten with this little guy.
Happy 6th Birthday. To my absolute favorite little boy.
To the moon and back buddy! 🙂
