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And Then He Turned Eight

7th December 2011

As of 12:07 a.m. Wednesday, December 8th, I have an eight year old.

My son is EIGHT. I have an EIGHT year old.

Is it weird that I’m thrilled and weepy about it at the same time. Proof I’m the mom I guess.

I’m so proud of him – he’s such a great little dude.

He’s sweet and empathetic, and kind and loving.

He’s REALLY funny and has a great sense of humour, and he is the drama king when he wants to be.

He loves to read and play chess. He loves music and video games. He’s a huge Harry Potter and Star Wars fan.

He loves to draw and create comic books. He’s really smart and scary good at math and spelling.

He always runs to me when he’s feeling sad or sick and wants to be held like he used to be when he was a wee babe. Sometimes, he’ll just sit next to me, put his arm around my shoulder and say, “What do you wanna talk about Mommy?”

I’m so happy he’s mine. I’m so lucky he’s been part of my life the last eight years.

I wouldn’t change a moment (except for maybe some of the pukey ones).

Love you Niko. Mommy loves you forever. xxoo

Seven on the Seventh

7th December 2010

TODAY is my birthday!

SEVEN on the 7th!!!

You may have heard, but my mother adores me.

It might be my sense of humour – I make her giggle every day.

It might be because I love to read, and she is very proud that I’m such a good reader.

It might be because I’m great at math, and creative and smart and a future author and video game creator.

It might be because I hug my mommy all day long, and kiss her and tell her I love her non-stop.

It might be because she fixes all my new Lego sets, and only complains sometimes.

It might be because she took me to Chuck E. Cheese for my birthday party and survived!

It might be because I promised her that I will always love her, even when I’m a teenager.

But if you ask my mom, she’ll tell you the real reason.

It’s because I’m her baby, her first born, her son.

And after 23 hours of hellish pain (“Mommy, that word is inappwopwiate!”), I was the angel that came into her life and changed everything – forever.

I was born 7 years ago at 12:06 a.m.

It’s MY Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Happy Birthday Baby. xxooxx

Happy Birthday Baby

7th December 2009

I can’t believe my baby is 6 today. He’s the love of my life. My forever baby.

I would do anything for him, and before he was born, I truly didn’t understand that statement. But now, I am fierce in my protection of him (and his sister).

He makes me laugh every day  with his funny statements, his “Bwooklyn” accent, and his infectious giggles. I love that he loves and needs my love and hugs and kisses, as much as I do from him.

My little six year old man, who changed me forever, and still challenges me on a daily basis.

My “bunny” who filled my house with Star Wars and Lego and Pokemon Cards, and whose favorite saying is, “Wanna play with me?”

I love you my baby.

Happy Birthday.

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