It's the night before Ethan's birthday and I can't help thinking about the night before he came into this world. I was nervous, the impending doom a first baby brings. You spend 9 months getting excited for this baby to come into your life (and out of the space he's currently renting). But then the moment of truth comes and then it starts coming like a freight train and then you're looking right down the barrel and it can be a little frightening. At least that's how it was for me anyway. Add to that, moving 4 days before you give birth, that was a lot to say the least.
The delivery was less than ideal, but the end result was amazing. Ethan has always held a special place in my heart, not just because he was the first baby I ever had, but because he's always had such an amazing spirit about him. He's just good to the core, he never wants to hurt anyone and he defends people even to the point of me worrying that one day he'll get beat up for it. He loves to have a good time and is always so cheerful. He's just a delightful kid to have around.
So, cheers Ethan, I love you.













