|Alexander @ 2 months|
Looking at this picture I can't help but wipe the tears that fall from my eyes and the swallow the lump in my throat. My sweet baby boy, is no longer a baby. As a matter of fact, in a few days he is going to be 4 years old. Gone are the days of late night feedings and diaper changes. He can dress himself and he even makes his own PB&J sandwiches. He has traded his Mickey Mouse in for toy swords and guns. And the old man hair is gone. He now has a full head of beautiful curls.
Its amazing to look back at how far we have come. The very same day I learned I was having a boy, I learned my liver and spleen were enlarged. And while the remainder of my pregnancy was a blur of doctors, needles, scans and tears, I would do it all over again if I had to. This little is my saving grace. If he was a girl, that is probably what we would have named her.
Every day this kid makes me laugh and smile. He is random just like me. He can't hide his emotions. Sensitive but strong. Sweet and well, sour at times. One hug and kiss from this kid can erase even the worst of days. He would follow his big brother to the end of the world and his eyes light up with he is with his daddy. And I love love love the way his eyes close and his lips drop when he says yes and no. I just love him to pieces.
There have been so many highlights over the last 4 years but I will wait to share them later this week. So be warned there will be pictures and a lot of them. For now just this one. I sure do miss the little baby who would stare at me for hours. Not even a peep out of him. Boy has be changed. And its been so much fun to watch. I am truly blessed.