On 11/11/97, I became a mother. After four miscarriages, a lot of tests with no answers, and a lot of discouragement and despair, we finally gave control to God. Nine months and many prayers later, our perfect, healthy, eight pound boy was born. I had a fantastic natural birth, with a doula and a birth ball. I was at the hospital for only about three hours before he was born. He was my only hospital birth; the other two were born at home in water.
Today, he turns eleven. Believe me when I tell you what everybody else has already said--those of you with little bitty children will be completely blown away by how quickly time flies. He has been a joy and we are so proud of him!
HaPpY BiRthDaY, Firstborn!