Five years ago today, and I don’t even know the time without getting out his file, our son was born. Phillip didn’t rush me to the hospital. Our family didn’t pace the halls. I didn’t feel the pain of his birth. We didn’t hear his first cry. On January 9th, 2007 we were probably just minding our own business as a family of three. We spent the previous year trying to pick ourselves up after 4 failed pregnancies in a row. I was desperate for another baby. Absolutely desperate.
And I didn’t know when my son was born 5 years ago. I can’t help but mourn a little over those two days that he was in this world without me, but I’m beyond grateful that it was only two days. And that in that two days, he was in the care of capable hands. His sisters unfortunately weren’t so lucky.
I mean for this to be a happy post. I really do. But on this day 5 years ago, my heart was still very broken. On this day 5 years ago, our son’s future was undecided. At least in the eyes of men.
But today, my heart is full. It is no longer broken. And Mikey’s future is right here. Right where he was always meant to be. He’s amazing. He’s thriving. He’s pure joy. He’s loved by so many. And today he’s FIVE!
If I could put how much I love you in a piece of candy, it would be the yummiest candy ever. If I could put how much I love you into one big hug, I just might squeeze your guts out. If I could put how much I love you in a box and mail it to you, the box would be too big to fit in the UPS truck. You completely stole my heart when I met you. But you already know that, don’t you?