This kid… this kid is 9 years old today. My mind always goes back to the time when we were trying to get pregnant; the years I wondered if we were ever going to be blessed with a child together. I prayed for this boy. I begged God to give me the chance to be a mom. After years of trying, the day came that I was able to take a pregnancy test and it actually come back positive. My mind was unbelieving. I took another and then it started to sink in. I was pregnant! My prayers had been answered.
Johnny was a small baby but he no longer is. He has grown to be such a big kid, in spirit and body. He is such a smart boy, so much smarter than he lets on. He loves to read (just like his mama), loves gaming (just like his dad), and has such a big heart. He is a good friend to his friends, especially his best friend since Kindergarten.
He is also very stubborn, something we noticed even when he was an infant refusing to turn leading to a cesarean for being breach. He has a temper and attitude. He can drive me absolutely crazy but he always is able to make it up to me with a smile and hug. Oh those hugs…
Tonight we will celebrate with a Papa Murphy’s pizza (his choice), but only cheese because he knows that is what Jemma likes best. He is always looking out for his sisters. We will then have my parents over for some cake, this year being a “secret treasure” cake that I will be sharing soon.