Has it really be nine years?

Seriously?

I know I ask myself this questions each year that his birthday arrives, but really has it been nine years?

Nine years ago on November 27, 2000 at 11:16 PM, this little man changed my life, my heart and my world, forever.

As I plan his birthday party today, I can't help but think back on the very moment I touched his little warm body, the moment he was born.

I still remember the doctor telling me to stop pushing, open my eyes and look at my son half way out of me. The doctor takes his hand and waves it at me saying "hi mommy." Now I am starting to cry.

Okay Misty, you can stop bawling and go get a tissue for the snot running out my nose now.

I remember when he loved to give me 'smoochy kisses'. He would put his lips on mine and turn his head side to side, giving me the longest and the best of smoochy kisses. Now, I am lucky if I even get a kiss out of him each day. Mostly at nights before bed or when he is walking out the door to go to school.

I am so thankful for this little man in my life. My first real love.

He made me a better person by being in my life. He gave me a better reason to change and live the life that God wants me to live.

I can't believe at 22 years old, I gave birth to this little boy weighing in at 6 lbs 8 oz.

Back to planning his birthday party.