Happy 3rd Birthday Alex
Posted on October 23, 2009 - Filed Under Baby Life, Year Three
Happy Birthday Alex. Today you are three years old. You cannot read this yet, maybe one day you will.
I let you sleep in today, or you let me sleep in. Either way we both woke up happy.
You woke up this morning and I told you that it was your Birthday. You told me you wanted a muffin (cupcake) with a candle, a truck and a motorcycle ride.
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Three years ago I was sitting in a waiting room while your mother was carted away into the delivery area. I had no idea what to expect.
I was scared and excited. I just wanted you to be okay.
A nurse came into the room with hospital clothes, told me to put them on quickly and that I needed to get to the delivery room as fast as I could. The doctors were ready to bring you into the world.
I walked into the delivery room and the nurse was not kidding! Everyone was waiting.
You were born via cesarean, meaning they made an incision in your mothers abdomen and pulled you out.
You were crying, kicking and moving and you were beautiful. Thinking about it makes me cry because it was such a happy time.
Once I knew you and mom were okay, I almost fainted. I was so nervous and excited and worked up that I almost passed out and fell out of my chair. It was such a relief to know you were both okay.
I spent the night sleeping on a fold-out chair in the hospital room with you and your mother. We were really up all night, watching you and generally being amazed that we had brought a life into the world.
The last three years have gone so fast! It is both a happy and sad thing to watch you grow from a baby to toddler, to little boy. I can still hold you and you still like to be held, but it wont last much longer.
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I started this web site when mom was pregnant with you, hoping to capture the important things that have happened from that time to now.
I wanted to have something that you could look back on and see how I felt during the entire process of becoming a father.
Really, all of this has been put here for you and nobody else. It was never about mom or me, it was always about you.
Love you
Dad
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