Thursday, May 15, 2014
Today is a special day because it is one of my children’s birthday. Eleven years ago today, I was working at an oil and gas company part time. I went in that day and did payroll and the taxes. Because of the traumatic birth of my first son, I was no longer allowed to go into labor with contractions as it could be detrimental to me and the baby.
A sleepy but perfect baby. I used to wonder what angels looked like. Now I know.
We had a C-section scheduled for this baby, but it was still two weeks away. But I had a feeling early that morning that we were not going to make another two weeks. I finished payroll and other miscellaneous tasks and left to go pick up Justin from Mother’s Day Out at the church. He was three and a half and just an absolute joy. And he was about to become the best big brother anyone could ever pray for. Once home, I vacuumed the house and packed an overnight bag. I just knew we would be having company soon. Call it mother’s intuition.
When JW came home from work, I told him we needed to go to the hospital. Contractions were still coming, painful but slow. By 7pm I was settled in and uncomfortable, hooked up to monitors with cords all over me. My doctor – who was a fabulous doctor – was not happy about me having a baby three weeks before his due date. He had a plan to take him, and it was still two weeks away.
By 10pm, I was insistent it was time. I don’t think he was too happy with me, but he conceded. And in the eleven o’clock hour, we welcomed Seth into the world with a big yelp. He was over seven pounds and a perfect, bouncing, baby boy. We were all amazed at his red hair because neither one of us have red hair. Now it is his signature trade mark. He is proud.
I caught a two brothers wrestling in the floor after lunch. They still wrestle in the floor after lunch. Or dinner. Or just because.
What a joyous night! I had two beautiful children now and my cup definitely overfloweth. There is so much more to say about Seth that I will save for another day. There is likely more to say about him than our other children even.
They have all had their challenges and brought us joy and love, but Seth challenges me and makes me learn even when I don’t want to. He makes me strive to be a better parent, more so than the others. There is no comfort zone with Seth, and because of that I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, he is a gift directly from God in a way that has little to do with parenting and much to do with being a child of God.
He changes all the time, just like all children. But for today, he is a lover of all animals, huge fan of Pokémon and WWE, hard worker when HE chooses to be, television junkie, YouTube addict, player of Minecraft, scholar of science and astronomy, pizza and cheeseburger guru, popcorn eater extraordinaire, friend to strangers, a broken heart for the poor, homeless and hungry, and introvert and an extrovert, a believer that his dad is a superhero and blind belief his mother is perfect, a closet nerd and an athlete wannabe, a hilariously animated story-teller, and a superior conversationalist. Above all, he is a purely compassionate heart.
I did mention he is both a gentleman and a scholar, didn’t I?
It is my prayer daily that he someday realizes how special and unique God made him. Because He truly did.
Happy birthday, Setharoni. You are more loved than you can possibly know. We are so proud of you.
Love your family, Dad, Mom, Justin, Cooper and Anabelle