|3 mos old|
I was a 30 year old Mommy, who had 2 little boys, and a 3rd one on his way.
It hardly seems possible that it has been that long ago. I was living a very different life than I am living today. I was married to my high school sweetheart. Life was good (or at least it appeared to look good from the outside) and I was loving being a full time Mom to these little boys, God gifted me with. We had so much fun.
After 2 little boys, of course I was wanting a girl - but honestly, it did not matter that much to me. I confess though, I did purchase some girly baby bonnets - and kept them with the tags on.
It was a very warm, and sunny day when I woke up and felt my back hurting. That was always a clue for me since I used to get the back labor really bad. I was also a week early. We made arrangements for friends to take my kindergartner to school and my preschooler to a friends house.
We arrived at the hospital at 12:30 and he was born an hour later.
We laughed when they told us it was another boy!
8 lbs 15 oz, 21 inches - Gosh he was cute!
Happy Birthday Patrick- You'll always be my baby.