For some reason it’s been an emotional day for me. It is Mr. T’s fifth birthday. FIVE! It’s one of those milestone birthdays; where you feel old, and your child feels much too young to be celebrating that day.
And yet it feels like he has been a part of my life forever.
Mr. T changed my outlook on motherhood. Just weeks before I became pregnant with Mr. T I was relieved of my severe postpartum depression, which I had suffered for 18 months following Miss J’s birth. His pregnancy was a difficult one as I have alluded to earlier. At the very end I was on bed rest and then I gave birth (without a c-section this time) to a sweet, calm baby. He nursed well, he cried little and I bonded immediately. It was such a validation to be able to enjoy being a new mother. I was exhausted, yes, but I could do it. Once I could do it, I dared to do it well.
Mr. T has not had an easy childhood. He has been sick way too much, and it’s only fitting that he was up most of last night with a high fever and under the weather and blowing snot rockets again today. He’s undergone occupational therapy, physical therapy and speech therapy. Today, however, he is therapy free. He is such a happy child and I am so glad to have him as my son.
Five things I love about Mr. T:
*He has the greatest imagination and is a fabulous storyteller
*He is an early-riser and always so excited for a new day to begin. (Remember, he supposedly never sleeps!)
*He is sincere. He means what he says and he says what he means.
*He has a lot of love for others. He also loves God very much and is close to Him. I have had many spiritual experiences through being Mr. T’s mother.
*He loves to use his hands. Mr. T loves to sew and craft like not other Mr. I know. He also loves to build and fix things just like his Daddy. Those little fingers are always busy, and I love them when they hold my face and let me kiss his forehead at bedtime every night.
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The "big" gift - a "REAL" tool bench! (Wearing brothers PJs so that his "tatoo" on his leg will show!)
Star Wars, of course!
A fun day with brother.
(Though it would be easier if Little E shared the same birthday... oh the tears!)
For one short month, these two will sport a two year age gap!
Loving his tools..JPG)
Pizza and pirates... what else does a five year old boy need?
Oh yeah, mud pie as per request. With worms and burried treasure!
For the record, looking back at his baby book, birth story and such… I was most surprised to see that five years ago, a gallon of gasoline was $1.47.
5 comments:
Dear Mr. T,
I tried to call you when I heard it was your birthday but the phone was busy. Happy Birthday! When I saw your pirate cake I said ,"yuck!". I think it's jelly worms not real ones. And jelly treasure. I saw the Spirit of St. Louis airplane in Washington, DC. And I went to the space museum. And I saw the art museum.
Love,
Adam
What a well-rounded little guy. I have a just-turned five-year-old boy too.
Angie
(from AllAdither.com)
What a fun birthday cake! Happy birthday to your little Mr. T, he sounds like a fantastic little guy! He's definitely won his Momma's heart!
Five years old is a big birthday...the last time you can hold up one hand when someone asks your age. Fun to hear about your observations of Mr T.
Happy Birthday! I remember when I met you, Mr. T was just a sweet newborn baby. Looks like a perfect day.
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