Happy Birthday Sweet Little Boy

Today my oldest baby turned 4. Wow it seems like just the other day I was pregnant with him and just getting ready to have him. All nervous and scared as to how good of a mother I would be. It was a brand new chapter in my life but both Aaron and I were eager to start it. The morning of January 18, 2005 began for us around 4:30AM. I woke Aaron up and told him I thought I was in labor. I decided to take a hot bath and try to relax. I was dead set on spending as much time at home as I could because I didn't want to end up in the hospital for 15-20 hours. So the plan at that point was for me to try to relax at the house while Aaron drove into work to get things situated...he was just a specialist at that point and a spc in the Army has to check in before doing anything! Well little Logan had other plans. Before Aaron could get dressed for worked and out the door...I thought I was dieing. I was crawling around on the floor cause it was the only way I could find comfort. Aaron I'm sure thought I was crazy. I think I scared him because he refused to leave me home by myself so he hauls me out into his big truck and takes me to work with him. By the time we got there I was just telling him to hurry up and get me to hospital. I thought I was prepared for labor but I was in no way ready for that! Wow! He runs inside for what felt like an eternity but in reality was only a couple of minutes and then back out to drive me to the hospital. I slowly walked in...for some reason I refused to let him help me even though we had to stop every minute for me to bend over and catch my breath! My independent side was coming out I guess. So here I was, the girl who was determine to it without any meds, walks into the labor and delivery asking for an epidural! I must have just been talking crazy because I remember at one point one of the nurses asked me who I was talking to. Heck I didn't care! I was talking to anyone who was willing to listen and then do something about it. Once I got checked in and got my epidural the rest was wonderful. Aaron and I were able to relax and we just hung out together. We even played cards. It was actually really nice. My mom, Scotty, and Trevor got there just as the doctor was coming in to check me. We were all surprised that it was time to push...we had only been in the hospital about 5 hours! Logan was born at 10:37 AM on a beautiful Tuesday morning. He was an absolute angel. The only time I remember him crying while we were in the hospital was when the doctors made him cry. He was such a good baby from the beginning. He has always been so loving and a little shy. He's a funny little character and you never quite know what he's about to say. His little laugh will brighten up the darkest day. He fills our life with so much joy and life just wouldn't be complete without him. Logan you are such a special little boy...I'm so proud of you. Happy 4th birthday!!!!!


This is a picture of Logan when he was 3 months old. This picture was taken the day before Aaron left for Iraq.

In this picture Logan is 10 months, the same age Lane is now. I just put this one in here to compare how much the two boys look alike! What do you think???

I wrapped Logan's gifts last night and put in the dinning room. I figured he would notice them right away when he woke up this morning. I was wrong. He walked by them more times than I can count and never noticed a thing. Finally I told him it was time to open his presents from Mom and Dad but he had to find them first. He asked where they were and I told him he had been walking past them all morning. This picture was taken right after he saw them!

I was pretty shocked that he wanted to open his card first!
Opening his big gift!This was when he figured out what it was..."Wow a new TV!"He also got two new movies...The Little Mermaid and Finding Nemo...I love the Disney Movie Club!

So I have to share this. Tonight as we were driving home from picking up dinner...Logan wanted Burger King for his birthday dinner but they were closed so he settled for Carls' Jr...he was telling me that he was no longer "this many" as he held up 3 fingers. I told him he was right and he was trying to figure out how to hold up 4 fingers. When I told him he was 4 he said "yes mom, I'm bigger now so I can get the driver's seat." I asked him if he thought he was old enough to drive and he said, "yes, I'm big now!" I told him he still had a few years to wait and he said, "no mom, I'm big now!"