Birthday #4

My boy, the boy who made me a mommy, turns four years old today.

This year, just like the year he was born, is an election year.  I remember when we came home from the hospital, I stayed in bed for a week or two, just me and Nate, resting and nursing and trying to figure it all out.  We of course weren’t getting much sleep then, so we kept the TV in the bedroom on all the time, just lowering the volume when we fell asleep.  I remember there had just been a few presidential primaries around that time, and we tended to keep the TV on Fox News, so all during those first few days and weeks of Nate’s little life all I heard over and over again was Obama and Huckabee, Huckabee and Obama.  I guess those two were the front runners at the time (remember Mike Huckabee?  and Obama…well, we know how that turned out…).  But during the haze and fogginess of all that brand new baby time, I remember hearing those two names over and over again and thinking what strange names they were and how funny they seemed.

And now it’s been four years since then.  It only took four years to get from this

to this

Nate, thank you for making me a mommy.  I’m so glad it was you…