Happy Birthday Swink3

Six years ago our little boy was born. Amazing how time passes… At 28 I still wasn’t sure if I was ready to be a mom but whether I was ready or not on June 27, 2005 he was born. Little Swink3 wasn’t all that little when he debuted, weighing in at a hefty 9 lbs. 7 ounces. I remember lying on the table (C-section) and feeling the weight lift off of my stomach, waiting anxiously for a sound to let me know he was well then the moment I heard his little voice cry the tears started rolling. Swink1 and I both had tears streaming down our faces and were in complete awe that this tiny little boy had been placed into our lives.

As the years have gone by and I have watched him change and grow I am still in awe that I was chosen to be him mom. The sweet little hands that reached for me in the middle of the night are now the hands that give me a high-five when he is excited. The feet that tripped and tottered at 10 months are now the feet that run a little boy all over the neighborhood. The tired, just awakened voice that asked for “sides” at 1 is the now the one that declares things “cool” and “awesome.”

He will grow and make his way in this world and I pray that what his father & I are teaching him will guide him. I pray that the love he has for Jesus will be a sustaining love and will only grow as he does. I pray the desire for Christ will grow stronger and that he will not be swayed by the world to be less than who God has called him to be. I pray that the little boy who, at 3 wasn’t afraid to tell anyone and everyone about Jesus, the little boy who insisted that he needed Jesus in his heart at 5 will be a boy who never shies away from telling people about Jesus, who proclaims the Gospel not only in what he says but in how he lives.  I am thankful for him and pray for wisdom and guidance for his father and I so that we may raise him to be the kind of man that God has called him to be. 

So, happy birthday Swink3, you are indeed well loved and cherished. I am super blessed to be your mommy.