"On the Day you were born."

My little Z, where can I begin....where should I begin?
Little Z was born 6 years ago yesterday.
He came a month early..Preterm and he fought his birth all the way.
27 hours to be exact...hmmmm...now I can say, "Do you know how long I labored with you?"
"27 hours...that's how long!"
No on a serious note.
Z has fought some battles in his short 6 years and still fighting.
He's smart, beautiful and I just hope he knows how much we love him and his little brother.

While I was in labor Debbie and Nick were my coaches John sat in the back ground.
A few days after Z was born John gave me a tattered Red Spiral Notebook, inside was a story.
A story of Zenon's birth from his point of view.
From the minute he got the call that my water broke, to the second he held Z in his arms.
I LOVE that book, I cherish it as if it were made of gold.
With Z's learning disability I just waited patiently until I could read him his special story to where he could understand it.
The day came yesterday.
Still all messy and in P.J's I sat with my baby and read him his story.
I will continue this tradition until he no longer wishes to hear it.
Or maybe I will be reading it to him over the phone while he's away at college or while he listens while juggling the phone because he's bottle feeding his own baby.
My mom still calls and sings to me on my birthday...and I'm 32 and look forward to my song every year.
Maybe he too will look forward to his story.

Z, Me and E.
Z loved his chocolate piggy Cake, I made E a Strawberry Monkey cake just so he didn't feel too left out.





To many more blessed birthdays, it has already been such a wonderful journey so far and its only just begun.