As I sit here tonight, I find myself in reflection. Reflection on the night six years ago today. A reflection on the past six years. You see, six years ago tonight, I went into labor. That moment in time where your life changes....FOREVER. Being the independent gal that I am, I refused to wake anyone in the house, Claire had school and I didn't want her to spend the evening in the hospital and David was tired. So I walked the steps. I vacuumed the floor. I watched a lot of TV and I dealt with the pain. After all, the doctors had said labor would take a while since it was my first. So I thought I could labor at home for most of the time and then call everyone in the morning and go to the hospital. Well, about 5:15 am that changed...So I woke everyone in the house and we set out for the hospital. On the way, we called Claire's grandmother to pick her up, David hit every pothole in Winston and Claire asked about 1000 times if it hurt. We arrived around 5:45am and they told me it would be awhile since it was my first (the second time hearing this). So I was asked David to go get the bag out of the car and call my family to let them know. He was going to get the phone, bag, camera, etc. and I kept telling the nurse something wasn't right. She finally checked to see that I was in labor. No time for drugs. No time to break down the bed. No time to get the bag. Not time for anything. The doctor walked in after the nurse delivered the head. Maxwell was born at 5:52 am. My life changed forever...for the better.
That little man has been the highlight of my life. I remember his first smile (at Mommy of course). I remember the first time he slept through the night (for Daddy of course). I remember so much. And yet, though you think you will never forget, I look through his baby book and read things I had forgotten. He stayed with Grandma Hinshaw for the first time so I could go to the movie when he was just 6 weeks old. He stayed all day with Aunt Peggy at 12 weeks. He met his Uncle Christian at 5 months old at Fairview Chicken Pie Supper. He got his first tooth at 6 months. Uncle Monroe held him for the first time at 8 months. And the list goes on. I am glad I wrote these things down. I am glad more for me right now than for him. I want to remember. He could care less. But I continue to reflect on all he has done and accomplished over the last 6 years. He has grown tall....He is full of joy. His laugh brings a smile to my face, even on the saddest of days. His is smart little cookie. He loves to LEARN! I get great joy each night when he reads bedtime stories to me. Sometimes I ask if I can read to him, and sometimes I get yes...sometimes I get no, I can read by myself. I remember the night he told me that he didn't want the rocker in his room anymore. I went in my room and cried. (The rocker is still there! I haven't had the heart to move it yet).
However, as I try to hold on tight to these memories and my little boy, I also know that I must let go...just a little, so he can continue to grow. I will continue to cherish each day I spend with him. And the good Lord willing, it will be a lot more! By God's grace, mercy and guidance, along with the help of family and friends, Maxwell has become a well-rounded little boy. He is blessed by so many. Maxwell knows love. Maxwell knows God. Maxwell knows support. (It truly takes a village. And I am grateful to everyone that loves him and supports him. You can never have too much love.) So in just a few hours, I will wake that little boy (if he hasn't woken me up first) and I will wish him happy birthday. He will have a few gifts (LEGOS and books, of course). There will be a party (later) and he will eat cake. However I am the one who ALWAYS gets the best gift. God gave me Maxwell Arthur Weber 6 years ago, on April 27, 2005. And it is the gift that keeps on giving. It is the gift of joy. The gift of laughter. The gift of patience. The gift of love. So many gifts, wrapped in one. And I feel so fortunate to be the recipient of the priceless treasure. Happy Birthday, my sweet Little Man!
PS....He still is wearing a Crown 6 years later as my Little PRINCE:)
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