Today is my little boy's birthday. I mean, he's not that little anymore, but he's still my little man! Question: if and when it's one of my kids' birthdays, will I always think...oh at about this time, I was on my way to the hospital. Oh, this was the time that my dad came by the hospital before he went to the Baylor football game. Or, oh, this is when Dr. Moore told me you were stuck and we had to have an emergency c-section...and here, at 9:36 pm (Central) is when you were born! Will it always be that way? I find that every birthday of H or M, this is how I go through my day.
Like I said, H got stuck...he decided to try to see the outside world before he actually made it, and when baby's do that, well, they get stuck, no way, no how will they be born naturally. So, off I went to have a c-section! And, here is a picture of H the next morning...seriously, we called this our prize fighter picture. He just looked so banged up! He recovered quickly though.
And, look at my handsome guy now!
Happy Birthday H....I Love You!!!