This is it, we made it. We made it till 3. 3 years old was when, doctors told me you would "outgrow FPIES" back in the days when you were so very sick. Without Jesus my dear one, we wouldn't have made it out....... better. I also don't believe we would have "just outgrown" it either. But here we are at our magic year. How for the last 3 years I have longed for this year. How I wished many of your baby days away, praying for 3 to come fast, so we could "begin" our life. Little did I know that life, in its true beauty had already begun. What I didn't realize is all the things that I would gain in these past 3 years. Like how I know, Miracles happen every day. I have witnessed more in the last 3 years than my 32 before. Or maybe my eyes have just been more open to them, as I have walked closer with God in the last 3 years then my 32 before as well. For that I can never thank you...... words will never be enough. My soul has changed, it is more thankful. You have taught me thankfulness. To search it out and because of that, I can taste joy. That my son is what you have given me, joy. I am blessed to be your mom. If I had to do it all over again, I would. One thing I want you to carry all the rest of your days is "We can do ALL things through Christ who gives us strength". 3 cheers to strength, and the beauty that comes with it. Happy Birthday Sweet boy of mine. Now lets go eat a cupcake!!
