My baby is 9 months old today!
It all began when two lovebirds met and fell in love. They decided to have a peep and call him Evan. After 9 months in the incubator, it was time for him to hatch. Here is peep’s first picture.
As you can see, he was very upset about being hatched. Peep had no intention on hatching on December 8, 2009. If it was left up to him, peep would have stayed in his incubator until his 15th birthday.
Lovebug and I waited a long time for our sweet little miracle. It is so hard to believe that time can fly by so fast. Just 9 months ago, we were in the hospital awaiting his arrival. Now here he is! A silly, lovey dovey, pooping machine little boy!
From the first time daddy and I saw you on the ultrasound, we knew you were God sent.
Daddy and I can’t imagine our life without you now.
You’ve taught us so much over your 9 months of living, including what “to do” and what “not to do”.
You did many of crazy things to my body while inside me for 9 months. Let’s go down the list.
- Gain 60 lbs
- Lose my bladder control on numerous occasions
- Develop varicose veins so bad that I looked like Lessie Mae (my great-grandmother)
- Started eating chicken again after 13 years
- Develop thrombocytopenia
- And lastly, you enlightened me on the true meaning of constipation.
When you are being fussy, I like to remind you of these things. However, I would do it all over again just to know you would be a healthy 10lbs 1 oz baby boy! I also think you did many of crazy things to daddy too, including gaining some sympathy weight on my behalf.