Happy 9th Birthday, Sam! (part1)

This is truly one of the happiest, best feelings of my life captured in a photo! There are no words to describe the first time you hold your newborn baby and smell his sweet skin. If I could have a thousand babies just to have that feeling again, I would! There is a book I love to read to my boys to try to share with them how happy we were{and everyone anticipating their arrival was) when they were born. And how incredibly special they are to us.

The only problem is that they now laugh at me because I struggle to get through the book without a flood of tears. When we see it in stores, Sam says, "Oh no! There's that polar bear {polar bears are on the cover} book. She's gonna read it and start crying in the store, Fulton."

And I do.

I torture them with the embarrassment, but they stand there and listen...again and again.

Sam is NINE today and I can still remember that feeling like it was yesterday.

So here's to you, Sambo! You are for sure one of my greatest blessings in my life.

We love you more than you know and couldn't be more proud to be your parents!!!

On the Night You were Born

by Nancy Tillman

 

On the night you were born,

The moon smiled with such wonder

That the stars peeked in to see you

And the night wind whispered,

“Life will never be the same.”

Because there had never been anyone like you…ever in the world.

So enchanted with you were the wind and the rain

That they whispered the sound of your wonderful name.

It sailed through the farmland

High on the breeze…

Over the ocean…

And through the trees…

Until everyone heard it

And everyone knew

Of the one and only ever you.

Not once had there been such eyes,

Such a nose,

Such silly, wiggly, wonderful toes.

When the polar bears heard,

They danced until dawn.

From faraway places,

The geese flew home.

The moon stayed up until

Morning next day.

And none of the ladybugs flew away.

So whenever you doubt just how special you are

And you wonder who loves you, how much and how far,

Listen for geese honking high in the sky.

(They’re singing a song to remember you by.)

Or notice the bears asleep at the zoo.

(It’s because they’ve been dancing all night for you!)

Or drift off to sleep to the sound of the wind.

(Listen closely…it’s whispering your name again!)

If the moon stays up until morning one day,

Or a ladybug lands and decides to stay,

Or a little bird sits at your window awhile,

It’s because they’re all hoping to see you smile…

For never before in story or rhyme

(not even once upon a time)

Has the world ever known a you, my friend,

And it never will, not ever again…

Heaven blew every trumpet

And played every horn

On the wonderful, marvelous

Night you were born.

HAPPY 9th BIRTHDAY TO MY MOST PRECIOUS SAM!

(Y'all know I have to do birthday posts in 50 parts...so stay tuned!)