March 11, 1995 was a very special day for me. In the early morning hours on a Saturday not so long ago, I gave birth to a beautiful and healthy baby boy which my husband and I named Brayden Michael. He weighed in at a whopping 8 lbs 14.6 oz., and 21 1/2 inches long. What a big boy!! My Mom was a great coach and was by my side helping any way she could during the labor process. After many hours of pushing and pushing, my Mom decided she needed a quick break and left the room to get some fresh air. She wasn't gone more than 5 minutes and on her return she missed the birth of her first grandson. She was sad she had missed it as she was there the whole time patiently waiting and helping me through the difficult time I was going through. My husband said he came out with his eyes wide open looking curiously at the new big world that surrounded him. He was beautiful with big blue eyes and blonde hair. He had large hands and big "little"feet. I sure miss those days when he was so tiny. It seems like with each blink I make he turns another year older. The thought of him entering high school next year and getting his learning permit scares me to death!!! Where did my little guy go?
Happy Birthday my one and only son, I Love You always, no matter what!! You have made being a mother my most rewarding job.
