Happy birthday, dear Roddie....

So one day this week while baby boy and I are chatting

on facebook, I mention that I can't believe that he

is going to be 25.

"yep"

he says.

He understands the meaning of text and chat

short and simple statements with

little or no feeling in it's context.

It is the part of text and chat I have not yet mastered.

I respond back

"It is hard for me to sometimes believe that you are

the little baby I carried"

"I am not going to get mushy..... so stop"

This is his answer, so I stop.

However, when your Momma writes a blog,

she can be mushy on your birthday

even if your are grown and married.

Many years have passed since you celebrated this first birthday.

We practiced for weeks on blowing out your candle

and I was so proud that on the big day you were able

to do just that.

In Aha week, you are my AHA moment.

Came to a young girl who was told her whole life that she

would never have a baby.

Three days after my 22nd birthday at 3:35 pm

I gave a natural birth to the most beautiful boy in the entire world.

In good times and in bad times

I never forgot what a gift you and your sister are to me.

I have done many things in my life but the

one I feel I did the best, the one I am most proud of

is the way I mothered you and baby girl.

I know now that you are grown and married

your time with us is limited.

I want you to know today on your 25th birthday

that forever, even though it drives you crazy

and aggravates you and maybe even makes you angry,

I will always love you and think about you in the

sense of the little boy that I helped nurture.

Forever, forever,

you will always be my

BABY BOY