3 years ago on this very day at exactly 4:42pm, I heard his cries for the very first time. Suddenly, a mix of feelings overwhelmed me: pride, joy, relief, fear, excitement, and most of all, love. I couldn’t stop crying. I wanted to hold him, yet at the same time, I was scared to. Dad got to hold him first while the doctors stitched me back up. Afterwards, I was rolled back into my room. Then, finally…finally, I was able to hold him. So tiny, living and breathing. I helped create this tiny person! A million thoughts ran through my mind all at once. Am I holding him right? Does he have all ten toes? Will he latch on? Does he look like me or Jeff? Am I gonna be a good Mom? Am I gonna screw up raising him? Is he going to hate me when he’s older? Then he opened his tiny little eye and looked at me. I was breathless! All the fear had gone from me. All that was left was love, pure and unconditional love.
In just 3 years, he’s grown into such a sweet, kind, affectionate, thoughtful, charming and intelligent boy! He loves chocolate like his Mommy. He talks and talks just like his Daddy. He’s on the verge of learning how to add! And he’s gonna start to learn how to read soon. He loves his puppies, Sakura and Hana. This kid learns so much every day. He’s amazing! And he’s just getting started!
Happy Birthday, Bubba! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
