LITTLE G.

"I have died everyday waiting for you, darling don't be afraid. I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love for you a thousand more.

My favorite story of all time to tell, the story of a little boy who dreams of being a fireman. I got pregnant with Gavin on Valentines Day of 2010. Darren and I weren't trying to have one, but we weren't going to object if we wound up pregnant. We waited a while to tell anyone about being pregnant with Gavin seeing as we had just lost a baby before we started this adventure. The first ultrasound we ever got with Gavin he was waiving at Darren when he walked into the room. It actually pretty much melted my heart. We had just moved into a one bedroom apartment when my pregnancy test came back that we were pregnant. I knew at that moment our lives were about to change and it would be for the better. Right before Gavin came out Darren and I got married on Ravens Roost. November 17th was my due date, but I had a doctors appointment on the 19th of November. Seeing as I didn't want to go to that appointment to fight to get him out my best friend went with me. The doctors decided on the 19th that it was time to induce me, I had about 5 million thoughts running through my mind. I called my husband and told him that it was time and that he shouldn't rush to the hospital but that he should leave work and be on his way. Our best friend Eric (Gavin's Godfather) drove about 10 miles to get cellphone service to call me and see what was going on, I told him that I was going to be induced and he met Darren at the apartment. Darren met me at the hospital and they broke my water, then it was time to play the waiting game. 7 hours go by and they begin to prep me for a c-section, Gavin's heartbeat kept dropping every time I had a contraction. 6:20PM on November the 19th we had a 7lb 3oz little boy who came out laughing. I got to kiss him before they took him to the nursery where 20 people were waiting by to see what Gavin looked like.

I feel like these past 2 years have grown and the little boy that I had that day is long gone. He's smart, funny, acts like his father, loves his mother will all his heart and is spoiled rotten to the core. I couldn't imagine my life without my little noodle, and i'm thankful that I get to watch him grow into the little boy, then man he'll become. I only hope that I can raise him the way I was, and know in my heart he'll still be that little boy from the hospital that melts my heart.