Yes!! My youngest is a teenager today! Unbelievable, after a few short years, here we are with our youngest being 13 years old. Happy Birthday, Kyle! My recollection of this fine young man being born, are, being admitted to hospital the evening before and preparing for a scheduled c-section. Kind of planned. In utero, this child caused me difficulties-turning, tossing, flipping-when he should have been staying put. This moved up his birthdate to being the 29th, the first section of the day for the doc, coming back from holidays. Being checked my my local doc every other day, to finally having this young man being born safely and without any difficulties was a miracle. And wasn't he the cutest little baby. Round face and little fuzz for hair-light blond with a hint of red. Beautiful blue eyes. And a very short stubby, square tongue. When he scrunched his face to cry, I smiled. (for the first few days). The cute little baby grew into an adorable toddler, who loved to smile by day, and screamed by night. 2-3 hours of screaming a night turned an otherwise wonderful child into a nightmare in the dark. Countless of appts later, the resulting diagnoses of esophageal reflux, finally gave him some meds for this, and the insanity for the parents seemed to have an end. The toddler grew into a fine young lad, blond hair and blue eyes. The likeness of his dad, other than the color of hair and eyes. He loved to smile, play, laugh, and share with his brother. Endless hours of playing hockey, tractors-he kept himself busy. Blondie started kindergarten with a grey front tooth-having bumped it during some sporting event with his brother. And now here we are with my 'baby' almost grown up. Starting grade 8 this fall. He is an inch shorter than I am. No more bending down for hugs. He is still willing and wanting to hug and kiss mom and dad good night. He is still rubbing my back when he hugs me. He still smiles with his beautiful smile, and gets away with too much because of it. He still shares easily with the people around him, cuz thats just who he is. He still gets up early in the morning, and prefers to go to sleep early. He still loves to play his favorite sport of hockey. He loves to spend time with his brother. He adores his brother, but won't admit it publicly. :-)
I'm so proud of my youngest son! His loving spirit is such a blessing. He truly cares for the people around him-I can only hope to guide him through the next few teenage years, and keep his true self intact. So, Happy Birthday to the new teenager!
Can you believe this is my youngest???!!! He was just born the other day.
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