I remember being filled with mixed emotions as I entered the hospital.
I was getting ready to deliver my second child. I didn’t know the sex and even though everyone around me said, “It’s a girl”, deep in my mommy gut I knew it was another boy.
And that was ok.
As they strapped me to the table, I remember having fear that most second time parents go through.
Will my heart be big enough for two children? How will I handle another one? My life is going to change, am I ready?
As soon as the baby was lifted out, I remember hearing a cry that radiated through my body.
I couldn’t see my baby but instantly I was connected to him/her.
My heart grew bigger that day.
That evening when the two of us were alone in the room, I just held him.
As I studied his little body and features, I remember thinking, “How could my two boys looks completely different?”
I fell in love all over again.
Today, we celebrate Little B’s third birthday and my heart could not be fuller!
He is the one that keeps us on our toes, is a bit more feisty and can make a room full of people burst into laughter.
Even though he doesn’t like to be called little….he will always be my baby, even when I have to look up at him.
Happy Birthday to my sweet boy!