On Tuesday, we celebrated 14 years of our son, Drew!
Birthdays always make me nostalgic for the newborn babies that I held seemingly yesterday … and suddenly, I have a son who is taller than me with a deepening voice that I sometimes don’t even recognize!
My kids like to hear their birth stories and tease each other about who caused me the most pain! I’d say after 20 hours of labor and natural child birth, Drew was my most “difficult” birth … but I never minded, I didn’t care – we wanted that baby so much …
After 2 1/2 years of infertility treatments, a surgery, and studying everything I could get my hands on about our diagnosis at the time, to be pregnant was the best thing that ever happened to me in a long time. And to have a healthy, beautiful 7 lb, 6 oz baby boy was our own little miracle. To watch this boy grow has been amazing … and to realize the responsibility of teaching him and guiding him and praying for him are almost overwhelming sometimes. I want so much for my children – I want them to be good people, responsible, and kind and selfless … but most of all, I want them to love and serve Jesus – not because that is what I want but because that is what they want with all their hearts.
When I see glimmers of my prayers and hopes being fulfilled in my children, particularly in Drew as my oldest, it brings me more joy and gratefulness than I think I experienced on the day of his birth.
On Drew’s birthday, we opened presents in the morning. Much excitement, especially for MiMi who is just now figuring the whole birthday thing out for herself.
Later in the morning, Drew has a nice surprise! Some home-schooling friends from church live in our neighborhood – and they with their cousins walked over to our house to serenade Drew. The cupcakes were just out of the oven so we were able to offer a few birthday treats too.
14 … hard to believe.
In MiMi’s opinion, licking the frosting off is the best part of birthday cupcakes.
I love celebrating my children … each one, each day …