Happy 6th Birthday to Robert

My baby boy isn't a baby anymore. Today he turned six! SIX! I remember bringing him home from the hospital like it was yesterday. I remember having him like it was yesterday. Every year, I tell him my labor story. I obviously leave out all of the grossness that labor and delivery brings, but I start at the night before, and the excitement Eric and I felt, heading to the hospital. I always tell him that I asked Eric to run into Wawa and grab me bubble gum and mints. And Eric walked out of the store with bubblemint gum, because he was in such a rush! I tell Robert about the nurses, and how Eric fell asleep when I had my pitocin drip started. And I always get a giggle out of the fact that he swallowed a bit of meconium. "Ewww! I ate poo??" Yes, sweetheart, you did.

My entire life changed for the better that day. My world made sense. My heart grew bigger than I knew it could. I was in love...and still am.

Dear Robert,
Happy Birthday, buddy! I can not believe that you are six years old already! Thank you for making Mommy smile everyday. From the moment I found out you were in my belly, I talked to you, I dreamed of you. We have been through a lot together, you and I. It was just us for awhile through two deployments and endless schools and training that Daddy did. But, with you by my side, it was hard for me to ever feel lonely. Your smile always lifted me up...made me laugh when I wanted to cry. You have always been more than a child to me, you have been my best friend. I enjoy nothing more than watching a movie with you, taking walks with you, and just talking together. You are so smart, so kind to your friends. You are a wonderful big brother to Carissa. Nothing makes her happier, than when she plays with her "Bob."
Mommy and Daddy love you very, very much. We are so blessed to be your parents. Thank you for picking us! Happy Birthday, sweetheart.

moon and back,
Mommy