Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Nate Turns Ten!

Ten years ago today, Nate entered the world and instantly became my favorite youngest son. It had been Marc and I for nearly 8 years (oh and of course Chad for two of those 8) and now Marc was a big brother and I was mom of two beautiful boys.

It had been a rough road. In two years, I'd had many many miscarriages. Just 11 months before Nate entered the world, I'd had an ectopic pregnancy that ruptured, sending me to emergency surgery and a few nights in the hospital. I left with one less ovary and one less fallopian tube and a heavy heavy heart. Here's a confession: I was convinced God was punishing me for having two abortions in my early 20s. I was convinced I would never have more children. 

Just two months after my surgery, I discovered I was pregnant again. I braced myself for the worst. I made it through my first trimester and was on cloud 9. 

Right away, I knew this baby would challenge me. When I was pregnant with Marc, I craved fruits and vegetables and literally only had morning sickness one time. Pregnant with Nate...I had morning sickness, afternoon sickness, night sickness. . . there wasn't a time I wasn't sick. I got car sick driving two blocks to work. And boy did I crave junk food!! We won't discuss how many whoppers and french fries I ate during those nine months. But it was all worth it....I was going to have another baby. 

I argued with the doctors who set my due date as the first part of February. They obviously couldn't count....this baby would be born in January. The first week in January, they discovered that he weighed 8 lbs and they decided they should induce labor. And that's when Nate's stubborness began to show....for five days they tried and still he wouldn't come. 

And then at 7:30 pm on the 15th, my beautiful baby boy entered the world. They took him to clean him up and he screamed....his lungs definitely worked. Weighing in at 8 lbs 12 oz. 

It was amazing at first to me how different he was from Marc. Marc was calm, slept through the night at a month old. Nate cried, slept an hour or so here and there, and ate ALL the time! 

And now that little baby is turning 10! He surprises and challenges me. Where Marc is just like me, Nate is my opposite. He's loud, outgoing, energetic, analytical, and organized. He loves routine. He loves to entertain. He'll dance for you, act for you, and make goofy faces. He has the most amazing imagination. He says funny things. He has a memory like an elephant. He's moody and can be a little grumpy. He is witty. 

But then there's times I think he's just like me. He loves time alone. He loves to write. He loves to read. He loves to create. He has a heart as big as the sun. He's smart. 

But mostly, he's his own person. A beautiful person. A wonderful person. And I love him to pieces for all of it. Happy birthday Nate!

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