Monday, May 17, 2010

Is my "baby" really SIX!?

Tonight, after we were done putting the kids to bed, Adam reminded me (as if I needed reminding!) that six years ago tonight, he and I spent the evening walking up and down our hilly neighborhood trying to coax a certain stubborn baby to meet his anxious mama!  During dinner at a place called Uncle Wong's, I had my first "real" contraction...and naively thought that I would be holding my baby boy just a few hours later.  Not so much.  More like 20+ hours later...

Ethan arrived a few days past his due date but he was worth every single second of the wait.  My arms itched for more than nine months to hold him and as soon as I was able to wrap my arms around him, I looked into his eyes and was stunned by what I saw.  I knew this person!  I knew him.  I'd never seen him before, yet he looked so familiar to me.  I knew him.  And I loved him.  Immediately.  Fiercely.  Unabashedly.  Unconditionally.  And of course, forever.

My love for this little man energized me enough to carry us through the first few weeks of newbornhood (because it definitely was sleep that was energizing me!).  He has been my little buddy, my sidekick, my helper.  He inspires me.  He keeps me in check.  He makes me smile.  And he makes me laugh.  He's made my life.

Thank you, Ethan.  For being my everything.  Happy Birthday, baby boy.

1 comment:

mrsswhite said...

i don't know what you're talking about. because if this is true, that means last thursday michael turned six, too!

how'd we let this happen?