Today is my youngest son's 15th birthday. I can't believe it. I really can't. He has finally surpassed his sister in height. Now my little stair steps have changed. :-) None of them are very tall at this point, all in the 5'5" to 5'7" range but I have a feeling the youngest has still got some growth in him. He'll probably be the tallest.
Today is a day to reminise about pregnancy and birth. This boy was not planned by my husband and I, but planned by God. Because of crazy things my body does, I didn't know I was pregnant with him until I was almost 14 weeks. Starting at about 17 weeks, I thought I was going to loose him several times. I had placenta previa and I would just be sitting there, doing nothing and suddenly start hemorrhaging. I did this several times and had several hospital admissions. Then I was put on bedrest and then at 36 weeks, sent back to work. (not fun). Then I had a scheduled cesarean section with him at 38 weeks. If I had known then, what I know now I would have waited until he was ready to be born. Anyway, he came into the world 15 years ago today, ready to make it a better place with his presence and his sense of humor. He's a joy.
2 comments:
Your baby is 15 years old!!!! Happy Birthday to him : )
Happy Birthday!
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