Happy 9th Birthday

It is hard to believe that it was already 9 years ago that you were born.  On your due date I went to the beach, I could tell you weren't coming that day, and let the waves fall on me and prayed you would come.  I was so big and tired.  Four days later, I was in labor all day on the 27th, and you weren't born until 3:30pm on the 28th.  If you read The Secret Language of Birthdays , the 27th doesn't match your personality at all.  But the 28th does.  Maybe you just weren't ready to be born yet?  After 35 hours of labor, numerous car rides and fights with doctors you were finally born.  We were all exhausted but so happy to meet you at last.

You were the biggest baby that had been born in the hospital in quite some time.  Hmmm... funny what happens when a baby is "allowed" to go past term.  You were so beautiful and big that nurses actually came from all over the hospital to see you.

From the moment you were born, you were full of light. It shone out of you, and still does.  Complete strangers were so drawn to you that in the grocery store I had to take to wearing you on my back so people could talk to you and I could actually get my shopping done. 

You know we tease you and say, "Jack has never been somewhere he hasn't found a friend."  Even at your first 4th of July fireworks when you were days shy of your 1st birthday, you ended up with a circle of little kids around you.

You were a wonderful big brother from the start, and still are.




You have always been so sure of yourself, and not impacted by other people's opinions.  You have always know your own mind and heart.

We call you the Pied Piper, because little ones follow you around and flock to you.  You are kind and considerate towards them, even when they are driving you crazy.


You are a total nut, and this frees me to be a nut with you.

My heart is so full of love for you.  I was blessed the day you were born to me.  I can't wait to see what the next year brings.