Tomorrow is the last day of school for my oldest child Ethan. A whole year of Kindergarten has come and went so fast. It seems just like yesterday was the first day of school. We woke up had breakfast and I made him lunch to take to school. He dressed in his new "school clothes" and off we went. I dropped him off at the front of the school and watched him walk inside. It was a bittersweet moment. I was missing him already but I was glad I got a "break". As I drove away my youngest child Conner (at the time) kept telling me to go back and get Bubba. He had no idea what school was and all he wanted to do was play with his brother. As 3 pm came around I headed up to the school. That would be the same routine I would do for the next 9 months.
A few weeks into the school year I found out I was expecting another baby. We wanted to have a lil girl so bad and my oldest prayed everyday that the baby was a girl. He wanted a sister. In December we got the news that we are having another boy. I was devastated, my heart was broken, I was mourning the loss of ever having a daughter. This was our last baby. I knew God had a plan, and that is was in HIS will for us to have another boy, but I wanted a girl. I loved my baby regardless of gender, and I was going to love him always. After time my broken heart healed and I was excited and couldn't wait to see my lil guy.
Fast-forward to May 10, 2013. I was on the operating table, I was numb from the waist down. My doctor came in and started my c-section. I was nervous, I had been here 2x before, I knew what it was like. A few minutes later my doctor says "It's a Boy" and I hear my son cry for the first time. It brought tears to my eyes. After everything I went through in this pregnancy, from a subchorionic hemorrhage, false labor, and all the other aches and pains, my 8lb 12oz baby boy was here. I was now a mom of 3 boys!
Two weeks later I seen my oldest son graduate Kindergarten. Where has the time gone? Where did my baby go? Here I sit now writing this as Ethan is growling at Conner for messing up his legos. Conner is running around saying "nanana" as I am yelling at them to be quiet cause their brother Zane is sleeping. From legos, cars, trains, dirt, bugs and fighting this is my life as a Mom of 3 Boys!
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