21 years ago, today, I walked into the hospital as a first time expectant mom. 30 minutes later I was holding that gorgeous person above.
Being his mom has been better than anything I could have ever imagined. I could sit all day long and watch in wonder as he discovered and learned while growing from infant to child. None of that has changed. I may not be all up in his face, using my spit to wipe the lunch off of his chin... and I don't have to warn him not to get so close to a burning flame anymore... but I am still in just as much wonder, at everything he does... everything... I am so proud of all that he is.
Happy Birthday, 21st Garrett John! I love you and thank you for being my baby.
