My little Wesley didn't want to join us in the world quite yet. I was 38 1/2 weeks and my doctor agreed to induce me that day - because I practically begged. I was beyond uncomfortable. After a real long day, my little man was finally born a little before 7:30 pm coming at 8 pounds 11 ounces (hence the uncomfortable part!) on July 13, 2011.
We knew he was going to be a boy. We didn't find out with Alaina, but we did know Aubrey was going to be a girl. When I got pregnant the third time, I knew I wanted to know what we were having again. Mr. Wesley was the anomaly in the family....the only boy. I still chuckle when I think about everyone's reactions that day we found out. There were lots of swear words thrown around - in a good, surprised way. :) My kids are the only grandkids on my side of the family, so it was still exciting, but on Bryan's side of the family, he is the last of 9 grandkids. So it was a big deal when he was born since all of the other grandkids before him were girls - all 8 of them. He's the Lone Ranger of the bunch.
|One lonely little boy-but I don't think he minds too much!|
Today I celebrate this sweet boy. And it kind of takes my breath away that my sweet little boy, my baby, is now 4. How did this happen?? I am enjoying him so much and I know each stage has it own joys and rewards, but he's my baby.....I love watching him grow and it tears at my heart at the same time. He was the easiest baby out of all the kids, maybe that's part of it. He's always been my snuggler - the girls wanted nothing to do with it. Maybe that's part of it too. This kid loves cookies - I mean, really, really loves cookies. And he's not afraid to ask for one. Or find a way to get them himself when he wants one! And I'm usually more than happy to make him some. Maybe it's because everywhere you go with that boy, he always reaches for my hand to hold - which also means he's always reaching for my heart too. And he gets it every time.
He is the funniest little character you will ever meet. He can make some of the goofiest faces that you have ever seen and, some of the stuff he comes up with......all we can do is laugh, shake our heads, and say "Wesley...I love you so."
|I mean, seriously....is this not the sweetest???|
Every night when I put him to bed, I tuck him in and cover him with kisses and get my hug. After my hug, I would always ask him a question, every night. I would say "who are you?" At first, he would always say, "Wesley!" But I would say something else. Now he answers for me. I ask him every night "Who are you?" and he always gets his silly little smile and he says "You're my favorite boy!" (Because that's always how I would say it to him.) Yes, you are, bud. Yes you are.
I pray you always know how loved you are and what a special, perfect gift you have been. I love you, Wesley Bryan!