happy birthday lil man

Today my lil mans turns eight. Like all moms I question where those eight years went. On the other hand it feels like ages ago.

I remember arriving at the hospital around 3:30 in the morning to be induced.

I remember vomiting into that kidney shaped pan, and having unbelievable pains. Yes, I had the epidural. Still THE PAIN!

I remember some minor issues getting him out. And I remember some suction.

Then I remember some stitches. Followed by some stitches (enough already Doc!)

Then I remember holding him and crying. Even now, it brings tears to my eyes. I knew then that this kid was something amazing.

And amazing he is. He is sweet. He is gentle. He is funny. He is smart. He is beautiful and brilliant and brave!
We walked to the bus stop together yesterday morning and I was telling him how much I love him; how lucky I am to be his mom and you know what he said?  You’re right mom. You couldn’t have a more amazing boy than me. And then he told me I was the most amazing mom in the world.
Right then & there, nothing else mattered and all was right in the world!! Much love to you Will! I love you to the moon and back a million, gaziilion times.