Keegan is three today. There are 33 cupcakes at his school to celebrate. I am going over for snack time and then we'll hangout the rest of the afternoon. When Jeff comes home we'll take Keegan out for dinner. He picked the restaurant this morning. I guessed correctly which one he would choose. He is also wearing his "Mom Rules" t-shirt in honor of the woman who gave birth to him.
This is Keegan's day. My amazing magic boy. My hero.
And this day belongs to my mom. She was part of my birthing team at the hospital and she caught him as he came out. She is a great nana and they have a wonderful relationship.
This day also belongs to Erika. She spent three days with me in the hospital making sure I was comfortable, entertained and well fed. And during it all she stood by to help me relax and focus. How she made it through four hours of watching me push I will never know. And her hands help dry him off as he took his first breath.
This day belongs to Tom. He went through all of the infertility treatments, the disappointments and the all encompassing joy when we saw we were pregnant. And I will never forget the day we found out we were having a healthy baby boy. We couldn't believe our luck. And on the day Keegan arrived he made it through despite being convinced he would pass out. And he even cut the cord although convinced he wouldn't be able to do that either. And those big hands gving that tiny baby a bath. Just one of thousands of scenes that I play in my head. Today I miss him more than ever.