Its hard to believe that 8 years ago my sweet little baby boy was born, they really do grow up fast. I always wanted to be a mommy since I was a little girl and when I was blessed with a precious little boy, and held my little boys in my arms for the first time, I finally understood what being a mother meant. It’s like having a piece of your heart outside your body walking around, and you want to put bubble wrap all around them and cover their ears from bad words and cover their eyes from seeing things that a child shouldn’t. It’s like having your heart ripped from your body at the notion that something happened to your child, wether it be as simple as a paper cut, or getting lost in a mall, or worse, in my case, my oldest (when he was 2 1/2 yrs old) walked out of sunday school at church one day and we didn’t know it. Fortunately it didn’t take long before a nice police officer who found him on a bus a block or so away brought him back to the church but the scare that that gave me was like nothing I have ever felt before, for a split second my child was lost and it was if I was drowning and couldn’t breath, and there was nothing I could do but pray, and thank God nothing happened to him.
He’s my life, my joy, my little love, and I don’t know what I did before him but I know I can’t see my life without him and I sit and watch him while he sleeps and pray to God that He takes care of him (and his little brother too) and my heart just wants to burst with joy. The love of a child is just so pure and innocent and so sweet and when they hug and kiss you and squeeze you real tight, there is nothing like it in the world. Its a beautiful sunny day on the coldest day of winter, its the cherry on top of the sundae, its better than winning the lottery.
I’m so blessed to have my boys and with each year that passes, and they grow into young men, my heart fills with pride and joy and I know I will have to let them go one day, but for now I’m just going to hold them and play with them and cuddle with them and enjoy their childhood because they’ll be adults soon enough, but in my hear they will always be my babies.
Wishing my sweet little boy the happiest of birthdays and may this year be filled with lots of joy and laughter and excitement and may God bless you always my heart. Love you baby boy.
Here is a picture of the birthday boy.
And here is a picture or two of his awesome cake that was made by Nikki Cadorin Varganyi of Krazy Kakes who is an awesome artist!!
and a picture of the kids at his birthday party.
On a sidenote, the day before George’s birthday, he was rough housing with his little brother and pushed him off the couch and Nikolaos bumped into another couch and got a black eye, fortunately he was ok, whew. Here is the Nik’s black eye.