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Schooling two active boys has never been more... interesting. That's the word I'm looking for!
I love my boys! God has given them the blessing of strong, active bodies and minds. We continually pray the first will remain intact, and the second will remain engaged with Him first, and then the school work. You'll meet my sweet sons, both entirely different, but both loving God to the best of their ability in the way He made them. I lovingly refer to them as my Bell Pepper Boy and my Habanero or Hambone. That should say it all!
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Friday, May 9, 2008
Habanero's Special Day!
Posted in Celebrations!
Happy birthday to
An amazing little Mighty Man in the making!
Being active is what you do BEST!
A little spice in our lives every day.
Never dull in any way!
Every moment is a puzzle to be solved.
Reading your new Bible is your preparation.
Oh, I can't wait to see what He does through you in our nation!
Yes, my baby is now officially SEVEN! How did that happen? Exactly seven years ago today I was at one of my last OB appointments arguing for another week of uninterrupted time with unnoticed contractions at seven minutes apart. True to his very nature, this boy was not going to be stopped. He was coming, ready or not. It didn't matter that we'd moved into our then new house nine days before. Carpet, paint, and unpacking wasn't going to happen on his watch! *giggle* He wanted to be center stage, and he was!
My lovely doctor gave me two options: go home and come back at 6 AM for induction, or walk my cranky little behind down the hall and park it in a hospital room. I, of course, chose option C. I am not a morning person. Being anywhere at 6 AM just doesn't do it for me, if I don't have to do it. So, I did something else. ;') (To this day, I have no idea where Habanero gets it.) ;')
I called my Dashing Hero, and told him to take Bell Pepper to his mom's house. He was completely unprepared for that, but we didn't have a choice. While he was doing that, I opted for the 2 mile walk option in the neighborhood. (I like to think it was the hormones coursing through my veins that led me to be so foolish!) Huffing and puffing and resting a mile away from home, annoyed by the rather obvious little cramps, I wondered who would make it back to the house first. *lol*
My Dashing Hero came home to me announcing that the contractions were more noticeable. He, of course, was checking his watch. I, on the other hand, knew I had *plenty* of time! At five minutes apart, my Dashing Hero called the doctor to check in. We were ordered to go in. (Drat! I realized we didn't have any cute clothes to put on the new kid.)
A quick trip to Wal-Mart was in order, of course. (Remember the hormones!) Not that it was on the way, but it wasn't that far out of the way. Besides, the contractions were roughly 7 or 8 minutes apart. Clearly, we still had time. I chose a quick outfit and continued through a few more contractions. Of course, Hero had to notice that they were a little closer together as we walked out the door. Nothing like 2 minute contractions to spoil a shopping trip for cute baby clothes! :'P
We got to the hospital at 7 PM. Preregistration? What preregistration? Ugh!
I have to break in here and say I never really experienced labor with my first child. He wasn't coming out, so they went in to get him. We were trying to get this one out "the right way" this time, but it wasn't happening. My take on labor from this side of experience is that it's highly overrated. In retrospect, if I was to compare doctor skills, I'd have to compare "rescues" in time, right? Bell Pepper was out in 7 minutes. Habanero was more like 15 minutes. If I was to compare experiences, I'd say Habanero's doctors win hands down! My fantastic women doctors did a nice tummy tuck when they were done! Gotta love it!
Back to the story of Habanero. He came into the world about 11:15 PM. If his feet could have hit the ground running, I'm sure they would have. Thankfully, he was swaddled for the first couple weeks, which he thought ridiculous and unbearable.
My life has been drastically changed for the better with this little man. He's amazing. (Both boys are!) Thanks to Habanero, I now know that whatever you learn from the first child does not apply in any way to the second. I know so much about life that I never knew before. Things like "Pocket pets aren't really found in nature." I've learned "All of life is a problem to be figured out, and if I could only find out which problem he was working on. . ." ;')
This little guy is going to have quite the life...quite the responsibility...possibly quite the ministry ahead of him. Should we be able to keep him alive and in one piece long enough, he's going to be quite the Mighty Man!
I love my spicy one! Happy birthday, son!
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