Today marks the 10th year my first son was born. What a joyful day that was. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was so young and about to have a son. I wasn’t prepared to be a mother I thought. Until I saw him for the first time. Then I knew: I can do this.

It was 10:00 in the morning; Gavin’s father and I were headed out the door to go to his Grandmother’s birthday party. I felt so much pain and pressure but still tried to go on with the day to help celebrate. On our way to Gavin’s grandma’s house, I felt the sudden urge to pee. “Oh crap” I thought. I really had to go.

Finally arriving, I ran past everyone to get to the bathroom. Ten minuets later I walked out to say to Gavin’s father, “Its time”. In a panic we all got in our vehicles and headed to the hospital. From the time we arrived it was 4 hours later we had our son. Every fear I had before was gone in an instant. Not only did my body feel relieved but so did my heart. He was healthy, happy, hairy and quite handsome. I loved him the very second I laid eyes on him.

It has been a very long 10 years for Gavin. He is such an old soul, and I don’t know what I would do without him. He has struggled and strived through many things already; from being diagnosed with severe ADHD, to watching me have 5 more children. I can say this: Gavin is an awesome big brother; anytime help is needed he is my guy. I couldn’t have asked for a better son. I have his father to thank for that. So if you ever read this Michael Monroe; I thank you for your participation in helping me make the world’s awesomest person 😉

Gavin, I love you more than words could ever describe. Happy 10th birthday, son.