That Day

For our Son, Colt.

My man, let me tell you about the day you were born.

You took us by surprise when we found out we were expecting you.

(Surprise...probably more like shocked describes it!)

But your birthday was planned.  

You were going to be our 9/9 baby.

(Did you know Daddy loves the number 9?!)

I slept pretty good the night before you were born.  But I was up at the crack of dawn with anticipation.  I showered and woke up Sis + Bud.  They put on their special big bro/big sis shirts we picked out.  Lila was in tears that she couldn't go to the hospital with me.  We kissed and hugged Gram, Pops, Tia and the twins and were off to the hospital by 6:30 AM.

I was excited.

I was nervous.

I was ready.

We didn't know where to check in or what floor to be on.  Some friendly people helped us out,
and before you know it, Dad + I were in our room.

And just like that!, I had an IV in my arm and gown on my body.  

My nerves were a-coming.

They wheeled me back to the room to get the party started, but daddy couldn't come back with me at first.  That was pretty terrible for me.  Because here is what you need to know about Dad + I.  We are tight.  He makes the bad days good, and the good days great for me.  He is my steady and he makes me feel unstoppable.  With him not there for a bit, I had to pull up my big girl panties and pretend to be brave.  I said some prayers for courage + strength
and just kept on focusing on the getting-to-meet you part.

It was just me + you Colt.  

I just knew I had to go through all this for you.

To get you.

They were some pretty terrible moments before Dad got in the room.  But once he was there, I immediately felt more secure.  There are already bits and pieces of your day that I can't remember, but I will never forget the way your Daddy looked at me when you were born.  Man did he make me feel beautiful.  (And you can look at the pics, I was a hot mess!)  And his eyes just reflected the intense love he felt for both you + I.

And then, you came.

And our family was complete.

You came out with a fire in your belly and a ferociousness in your soul.

You let it be known that you were finally here.

We were so glad you were here.

You were perfect.

You were the dream I stopped allowing myself to have.

You were a desire deep within Dad + I that we just couldn't abandon.

Until we did...and then God gave us you when we least expected it.

And we are so glad he did.

There are parts of your birthday that were kinda terrible for me.

But every part was worth you.

I fell in love immediately.

I fell deeper in love with Dad.

When the twins walked in our room to meet you, 

it was probably one of the happiest moments of my life.

Because we were all together for the first time.

Our family was now complete.

Our exclamation point had arrived.