Joaquin is 2...say what?!

Today my friend Heather wished me a happy “birth” day.  While it was Joaquin’s second birthday,  it was also two years since I gave birth.  That phrase got me thinking and I thought how cute would a blogpost form my husband be about what he remembered from our “birth” day.  Well it’s like pulling teeth to get Jesus to be sentimental and write something for my blog.  I asked him to write a paragraph on what he remembers about the “birth” day.  He said he would talk and I could write down what he said but the thing to be noted here is that this was all said well afer he had taken his sleeping pills but before he had fallen asleep...

"What I remember. I remember changing clothes and being nervous and feeling tired ‘cause I hadn't slept the night before.  I remember going into the operating room once they had Becky ready and I remember Becky being scared and me trying to help her. Then they started opening her up and I saw blood everywhere and Becky kept asking me when they would start opening her up but they were already halfway done.  And then they started pulling Joaquin out and his back was toward me and his butt was up so I couldn't tell that he was a boy.  And then he was blue so the doctor pulled him out and he had big balls (please excuse the language) and I said, It's a boy! Note: he was blue not because he was sick but because that's how they come out and I didn't realize that. I felt all happy and tingly.  And then all I could think is, oh my gosh I am not going to sleep ever again. 

I remember when Joaquin pooped and threw up for the first time together all a once and the black poop just kept oozing out as I was trying to change him and he kept throwing up.  And I thought, how come my lazy wife won’t get out of bed? I don't care if she has stiches, it's 2 in the morning. 

It was overwhelming knowing that there was a little person there that I was, not in charge of, but responsible for. "

How sweet right?  But hey…he contributed to my blog even if I’m not sure how he will feel reading this in the morning!

On a more sentimental note…Joaquin has changed my life…as all babies do.  It has been a difficult year full of transition and Joaquin has been the steady rock in my life that has kept me calm and happy.  Whenever I hear his laughter or see his smile, I know I am doing something right and that all is well in the world (well in my little world).  He needs me but sometimes I think I need him more.  He really is my little sidekick, my little buddy.  I am grateful for him every second of every day and grateful for birthdays that cause us to reflect.

We had such a fun party at the mall tonight!  We ate at the food court and I brought an Elmo birthday cake.  Then we headed to the mall’s indoor play area to let the toddlers run free.  I think they all had a blast and it was good to catch up with our friends.  Thanks to everyone that came and for your fun prescence and presents!

And a special thanks to so many family members from all over the country that called us to wish our sweet boy a happy birthday!

PS I promised myself I would write Joaquin a birthday poem each year to follow tradition of what I did when he turned one so that is yet to come...