Tomorrow Christian turns 8 years old. Tonight 8 years ago, I laid in Tri City Hospital laboring with pitocin inducing my labor...while Gavin was on a long flight back to SD after his 1st day of medical school in NY. If I remember correctly, Gavin arrived at the hospital at midnight. Then Christian was born at 9:56 AM via semi-emergency C-section. And the journey with him has been a dream. He was/is an amazing 1st born...he did everything perfect and contrary to the stereotypical normal baby...he slept well, ate well (well...nursed horribly..but ate well) and was so perfectly mild mannered. And has continued to do so. We are so lucky to be his parents and he teaches us every day. He adjusts amazingly to new circumstances...something neither of us ever had to do nor think we could have...I mean, what kid do you know is starting at his 4th elementary school and is only beginning 3rd grade=) And how many children do you know that have been under anesthesia 4 times by the age of 8 years old for surgical procedures? I know we are terribly bias about him....but we really are impressed by his resiliance. We could go on endlessly, but mostly we just think he's an awesome son and brother and athlete and kid=)
At any rate, Happy 8th Birthday Christiano! We love you so very much!!