Nine years ago today, we brought a tiny, hairy, 5 pound little Spencer home from the hospital. We were first time parents, full of awe and wonderment, and really had no idea what kind of joy and heartbreak was ahead of us. He was a quiet baby, what everyone else referred to as a "good" baby (a term I never liked, because there's no such thing as a "bad" baby). He was happy and affectionate and loved to snuggle up with his Mom and Dad. Spencer was the one who prompted my immediate decision not to return to work, followed by the decision to homeschool. He was the one who gave me the biggest "A-ha" moment of my life... the profound and life-changing realization of what was truly important to me. I finally "got it" after I had Spencer. Becoming a parent was everything I never knew I always wanted. There have been hard days to be sure, but the joy - the kind that makes your heart feel like it is too big to stay confined in your chest - has far overshadowed any bad day.
He is nine now. He's still hairy :) sometimes quiet, and always the same sweet soul I fell in love with in the hospital almost a decade ago. He's affectionate and passionate and curious. He loves the Dukes of Hazzard, cars, construction equipment, and learning about how the world works. Spencer is awesome.
Happy Birthday Spencer! We love you a million billion zillion.
2 comments:
Hi,
That was such a sweet blog. It bring tears of joy to my eyes.
I can remember that day. We were all waiting in the hospital corridor!
I have those first pictures of our little family hanging in my Living Room.
We were all filled with wonderment.(and alot younger looking!)
We hope he had a awesome birthday. He is a especially awesome guy!
we love you.
Yaya and Grandpa Skip
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SPENCER! Danielle and I thought of you Sunday as she is just a few hours older than you are! Hope your day was wonderful and we hope you enjoy being 9!!!
Love and miss you all!
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