7th Birthday Memories

7 years ago on May 14, it was Mother's Day. I was at UNC Hospitals after a week of trying to stop contractions. I was induced so that I could finally deliver my sweet angel. He was born at 1pm, just as the doctor predicted and did so 13 weeks premature. He was 2 lbs. 7 oz., although it felt like something was ripping me open. For almost 2 months, he remained in the hospital with no real issues. For the last 7 years, I've watched that little runt grow into an amazingly smart, witty, funny and technologically talented boy. He makes my world more challenging and rewarding all at the same time. 2 weeks ago as I watched him have a febrile seizure, the worst he'd ever had and first he'd had in 5 years. I was scared beyond measure, yet thankful that my baby came out of it ok. Today, I made sure to celebrate him as much as I could. Whatever we could do, we did it. From opening gifts before school, reading to his class, hanging out at Adventure Landing (we BOTH had a hole in one AND we tore the rode up on the track) and then mellowing out at a nice family birthday dinner. Today wasn't just a birthday, it was a blessing. A remembering of how blessed I am to have been given the gift of my 7 year old son. Damn, I'm a lucky mom! (Yes, I just started crying lol) Happy Birthday, son! I LOVE THAT BOY!!!!!!