Wednesday, April 8, 2009
In Which I Skip Wordless Wednesday.
This baby was long awaited, much hoped for, given to us through faith (literally!), quite pampered, very thouroughly loved. My first picture of him is a small blob of a few very fragmented cells that I was sure would never result in a pregnancy. After all, he came on the heels of 4 "perfect" embryos that resulted in 2 miscarriages that sent 3 babies to heaven. How could that fragmented, slow growing embryo become a baby when the perfect ones hadn't? But he did. Every single day of that pregnancy I celebrated. I thanked God for each day with him and left each tomorrow in God's hands. (Thanks to the very wise words of my friend Cija!) I still do.
We chose not to find out if we were having a boy or girl. This was my dear husband's idea. I stuck to it for him. That is, until the day before my c-section when Todd left me alone in the ultrasound room with the ultrasonographer, Linda, who didn't like not telling any more than I liked not knowing! Besides, I figured I could keep it a secret for 24 hours, and I did! I confessed my secret just minutes after he was born, but it was no surprise to Todd. He realized his blunder in leaving the room during that ultrasound and knows me well enough to know that I had been patient as long as I could!
Four years ago, this boy made his way into the world screaming and crying, only to be calmed by his Mommie. Four years ago I found out that love has nothing to do with genetics. Four years ago I fell head over heals over head over heals in love with a 7 pound 15 ounce, 20 inch long, blue-eyed, blonde-haired, mysterious, miraculous, bundle of fabulous fun and boundless energy that changed everything about our family, forever.
Today at 8:26 am (when this post posted) my precious Kevin will turn FOUR years old!
Happy Birthday Kevin Alexander!!!