Lucky Seven

Seven years old already. Where did that time go? Where did my little boy go? I look at T1 and can't believe I don't see a little person anymore. He has grown so much, not just physically, but in maturity as well. I am amazed at who he is turning into as a person. The kid is just naturally gifted athletically. Anything he picks up he can do ..... and excel at it!! I am not trying to be a braggy mom, he really just has a natural ability. I call him a walking muscle because that is all there is to him!! He is still our little daredevil, too, trying anything you throw at him. Did I mention he went cliff jumping a few weeks ago when he was out boating with The Captain? Good think I wasn't there because I would have squashed that activity LOL.

As moms, we always reminisce about the day our kids were born on their birth date. T1 will always have some special memories just because his birth really was a foreshadowing of his personality. From flipping him externally TWICE to his 2 day long induction should have given me a heads up on this kid ;0). One thing I had forgotten about was my poor mother feeling so guilty that day we THOUGHT T1 would actually arrive. It was Thursday, the 10th and she had plans to go to a Chic ago concert with a friend. Well, we thought T1 would have made his entry into the world long before she had to go the concert. When it was evident that it would be long into Friday before we'd see this kid, I told her to just go. T1 was never going to know if Gramma was there 5 minutes after his birth or 5 hours. I was totally fine with her going and wanted her to have fun. My sister had BP for the night and mom would get her in the morning anyway. So she went but her friend's daughter kept giving her a hard time (jokingly) about her being at a concert while her grandson was being born. Poor Gramma, she still has guilt flashbacks LOL!!

I sent The Captain home that night, too. After 13 hours of induction I was only about 70% effaced and 1 cm dilated with consistently uncomfortable contractions all day long. I wanted The Captain to get some decent sleep and he was only 3 minutes away if I needed him to get back. So I settled in to watch E*R and get some rest myself. It was another long, slow morning and at 3 PM (and only 3 cm) I couldn't deal with the contractions very well so I went for the epidural. I finally got it around 4PM and closed my eyes to rest for a while. That while only ended up being about 35 minutes. My doctor went across the street to the office that my practice had as he was the doc on call there. Around 4:40, I told the nurse that I was feeling really uncomfortable and some pressure. They didn't think much of it but took a look. I was at 9-9 1/2 cm. They paged the doc to come back quick. He did really believe them and wasn't hurrying because I was slow up until that point. They told him to get there NOW. He came in and barely had time to get ready LOL. I started pushing around 4 :50 and JML arrived at 5:03 PM on August 11th. He has kept us on our toes ever since :0).

WE LOVE YOU, JM!!!!!!

Here are some pics from T1 and LP combined birthday party last Saturday (for whatever reason, I couldn't get into photobucket the past 4 days).

http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v469/latronica4/JMbirthday07/