December 8, 2008
Three years ago tonight, I was talking to my Grandma John on the phone. I was so big and pregnant and uncomfortable, and I still had two weeks to go until my scheduled c-section. She said to me, "Love, babies come when they come." Little did we know that a few hours later, my water would break and Alexander John Beynon would be ready to enter my life and forever change my entire world.
I cannot believe he will be three years old in 2 days. I remember the first time I heard his cry, held him in my arms, and kissed his little face. And then I blinked. And now he is a big boy. He has a baby sister, he goes to school, he can count, he can sing the words to many songs and knows the words to many books, he loves to play Spiderman, he doesn't nap anymore, he can put together floor puzzles, he has his own ideas and opinions and isn't afraid to voice them, he picks out his own clothes and can wash himself, feed himself, and turn on the t.v. himself.
But not everything has changed from when he was a baby. He still needs me to get him his milk each morning. I still sing "You Are My Sunshine" to him everyday and say, "May God Bless You" every night. He still has the cutest feet and the biggest eyes. He still cuddles up next to me (even though it is not as often as I'd like). And the day he was born will always be the most important day of my life. I owe everything to him, because he made me a Momma, and there is nothing better in the whole world.