Tonight as Bella and I were out for our nightly walk around the neighborhood, I started thinking about what I was doing two years ago at this time.
I was huge. I was super pregnant. Andrew's due date was still 6 weeks away, I was scheduled to have a c-section in 4 weeks, and I felt pretty good...I thought I had it all planned out.
My boys both had grand entrances into this world. One late, one early, and two years ago today, I had no idea that my sweet baby Andrew would be making his entrance in just a few hours.
That part is a blur. It went by way too fast.
And, tonight while on my walk with Bella, when I got to this part of the story, I just happened to look up at the sky to notice all of the stars and the moon, and I felt this overwhelming sense of gratitude. So overwhelming that my eyes welled up and I remember how scared and helpless I felt two years ago at the time of Andrew's birth and the days following.
I have gratitude because tomorrow is Andrew's second birthday. Tomorrow Brandon and I get to spend the day with our two boys...doing everything that Andrew loves.
Every year on my birthday, my mom starts off the day by calling me to say 'happy birthday' and then she proceeds to say {depending on the year}, "Thirty-two years ago today...." I was also an early baby, and while I love to hear this story every year, I am looking forward to this feeling of gratitude I will feel every year on Andrew's birthday. And, I will love telling Andrew on every one of his birthdays, this story of gratitude and just how lucky I am to be his Momma.
Happy second birthday, sweet, sweet boy!
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