Friday, March 25, 2011
Today is your birthday, happy, happy birthday....
How cool, I actually logged in to write this at 9:16pm, exactly 2 minutes before the time Luke was born, 4 years ago today. What a wonderful night. My first son. What a blessing.
Luke has been a blessing to this family from the second we found out we were expecting him. We were so excited to be adding a third baby to our family, after a very, very lengthy, wishy-washy debate about whether we should have a third (complete with a Pros and Cons list--which I still have, by the way). I'm so glad the Pros won!!
When I had my ultrasound and found out he was a boy, I was SO excited! How blessed could we be, after 2 girls to be having a little boy?!?! We had the name "Luke" since my first pregnancy. I LOVE the name Luke and wanted to use it so badly...and we were finally going to be able to. I remember when I went to the hospital on the day he was born, and my doctor said that he'd admit me since I was 5 days overdue and was already having SOME contractions (and of course, my mom kept making threats that "you know, I have to work tomorrow"), I started crying because my girls weren't going to be my "only babies" anymore. Everything changed when a couple of hours later, this precious little boy made his appearance! I remember hearing his cry for the first time and praising God that it was so quiet. He slept for 4 hours at a time IN THE HOSPITAL and was a wonderful sleeper from the get-go. He slept thru the night at 10 weeks old and was a very easy going, adaptable blessing of a baby. Nothing changed as he hit toddler-hood. He has always been a easy baby. Well, now that he's older, he's a challenge...but he's still such a blessing and has such a sweet heart. He's obedient (in general) and as sweet as sugar--and SUCH A BOY! I enjoy him so much, he's definitely MY boy.
Today we went to the toy store (what he really wanted to do) and then had ice cream at Baskin Robbins. He said he didn't like ice cream, so he only ate about half of his, which is fine with me. Then we went to Chevy's for dinner. He kept going back and forth about whether he wanted to have them sing to him or not. Finally he got brave and told our waitress that today was his birthday. When the were getting ready to come over to sing, he said, "I'm just going to ignore them" -- and he did! :) But it was cute to have that experience...and the free ice cream was wonderful too (he didn't eat it, I did!).
Tonight was going to be his first night with no pacifier. He's been hooked on the thing for a very long time...but so was Abby. Abby gave it up at 4 with NO struggle. Well, at that time Luke was my only baby and he was a dream...so dealing with sleepless nights would have been no problem, had they occurred. Well, guess what? It didn't go so smoothly tonight. He cried and cried...and he shares a room with his 2 sisters and Aaron is right next door. Not to mention my being pregnant and tired and NOT wanting to lose any more sleep. I caved. So yes, my 4 year old takes a pacifier still. It's not my dream come true, but it's my reality...at this point, sleep takes precedence over most other things...soon we'll have to bite the bullet and throw the stinky thing away, but right now I'm not going to worry about it...if it were his thumb, what options would I have?
Anyhow, I'm so blessed to be the mommy of a wonderful 4 year old sweetheart.