Happy Birthday, Bear!
Bear is four today. What a fast four years it has been. On Valentine’s Day of 2003 we first saw him, looking like a tiny teddy bear, on ultrasound. His was the first successful pregnancy after a loss and I feel like I waited forever for him. I still tell him, “I’m so glad you’re finally here.” He was two days past due (I know, I know. That’s not long at all, but the others came before their due date.) and was my easiest, quickest labor.
He is happy to be four and woke up before his brothers and is sitting with me now. I even let him watch The Wiggles. TV is usually a no-no before school, but today I’ll make an exception for the birthday boy.
Happy Birthday, sweet Bear!




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