Tomorrow, my first born child will be 7 years old. Or at least to me he will. He's actually forever 5 in the arms of our God...
I can't believe that it's been 7 years since I entered Mommyhood. It seems like it was forever ago!!! I can remember being at work on 8/31/04 and looking at the calendar and saying it was only 5 more days until my due date. I was "due" 9/4/04. I guess Erik couldn't wait any longer to meet his Mommy and Daddy and decided to start his grand appearance a few days prior. I worked all day just like usual and decided that since the day was quickly approaching that we (Me and Kyle) should probably hit up Walmart and stock our house since I wouldn't be grocery shopping for a long time once Erik got here. I guess walking around Walmart for over 2 hours put my body in motion to start having my sweet boy. It was 20 minutes after we got home that I started contracting. They were erratic and nothing to be timed, but they were noticeable. I don't even think I said anything to Kyle about them. Maybe I did. That detail slips my mind.
I just know that at 9:27 tonight, it will have been 7 years since I went into labor with my first born child. My only son. And now the Angel that watches over me every single day.
Damn. I miss him more than any words can ever describe.
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