Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I'm not old enough for this!

Today, 19 years ago...my baby boy Alex was born.  

He tried to be really early (wasn't due until the end of October/first of November).  
A couple of weeks before this date, pre-term labor put me in the hospital.  At the time, I was living in Dallas.  This little scare prompted my Mother to make her one and only airplane trip in order to stay with me while I was on bedrest with a terbutaline pump at home. 

Alex wound up being a chunk of a baby, and am now thankful that he was a little early.  The doctor had anticipated over 9 pounds at term.  

Before he was born, he was affectionately referred to as Lumpy.  That later changed to a morphing of his name into:  Allie, Alliebobander, Allieandro,  Al-pal, Dubalabex (as a nod to "ubby dubby" language from PBS' Electric Company), and the occasional Zander.  

As the first born grandson on both sides, that little boy was spoiled rotten!  Of course, he was the smartest, cutest, best baby in the whole wide world. 

His cheeks were impossible to resist.

His hair so blonde and curly, that people honestly asked if it was bleached and permed!

My firstborn...my heart was stolen by him.

And now, my baby love is a young man about to embark on the journey of his life.  He leaves for Basic Training (Army) in January.  My heart stays in my throat with every thought of what this involves and can/will mean.  I cherish him, adore him, respect him, love him with a profound depth, and am proud of the man he is becoming.

Happy Birthday Lumpy!

I love this man/boy!
(P.S.  Don't forget to visit Monday's post to enter giveaway)

1 comment:

  1. Happy Birthday to your son. I can only imagine all the feelings you must have about his enlisting.

    My oldest turned 27 this year and my baby is 20. Ugh, where did the time go.



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