Happy 8th birthday to my baby boy, John! Eight years ago today, I settled on the sofa in my robe to relax and watch the Chiefs game one Sunday afternoon...but he had other plans. Thats okay though. I listened to the game on the radio en route to the hospital, and when I got to my room, they turned the game on TV for me -- and I cheered between contractions. (They won, btw) :) Having a baby was so surreal to me at that time in my life. I didnt think I would have any more kids, and I didnt really, fully believe it until he was in my arms. I kept thinking, This bump is not a baby...surely not. I would tear up every time I looked at him for months after he was born...I just couldnt believe it. And sometimes, even now, I watch him as he sleeps (I know...creepy, right?) :) ...and my heart just melts. You know the feeling...when you love someone so deeply, when you are looking at something so precious, it hurts.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 19:18:26 +0000