Salt of the Earth

Today my baby turned 7 (12:10am to be exact). I remember giving birth to him- a month early. I remember how worried I was for him as he lay in the incubator in NICU. I remember not sleeping for 72 hours straight- because I couldn’t- i was so worried-and I sat next to the incubator just hoping that he’d be ok. I remember having a miscarriage before I got pregnant with Graham- devastating at the time but now I know that I wouldn’t have my Graham if that wouldn’t have happened. I remember having to take Graham to the hospital for weeks and weeks so his levels could be tested- and watching him go through the pain of being pricked with a needle nearly killed me every time. I remember having to wait a month before we could get him circumcised and that certain people tried to make me feel guilty about this by saying very cruel and hurtful things to me about mutilating my babies body for the sake of appearance. I believe it was that day that I became fiercely protective of Graham and I knew that if anyone tried to hurt him……. I remember the first time we told him ‘NO NO” and he looked at us like we were crazy and he started screaming and did it anyway. lol There are so many wonderful things I remember about him being a baby- but I so love and enjoy him now. He is my Gigi. He is SO sweet but boy can he push our buttons. My life would be so empty without him. I am blessed to have him as a son.

And even though I’d love to continue writing about how much I love him, and how wonderful he is I have to leave early because the birthday boy forgot his lunch by the front door and I need to drop it off at his school.

T