4 years ago tonight, there were 8 inches of snow on the ground, and I was in the hospital terrified of what the next few hours would bring, and begging for a Wendy's cheeseburger. Little did I know that the next few hours would bring very little, but the next 26 hours would produce a miracle. We named that miracle Rylan.
I cannot believe I am about the be the mother of a 4 year-old. What an amazing journey we have had so far. Smiles and giggles, jokes and kisses, adventures and stories...every birthday of his, reminds me of all my gifts he's given me as a mom.
Tomorrow morning, I get to wake up my little man singing, "Happy Birthday!" How lucky am I?
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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