in 7 days...

in 7 days...my little boy will be 3.

3, are you kidding me?  

i kind of can't take it.  people comment on how big he's getting.

it's quite ridiculous.  just thinking about it often makes me want to throw up.

i remember seeing him for the first time.

i remember how tiny he was, how fragile he was, how hard he fought to get better.

i remember the moment i fell in love with him.

i remember when we decided to say "yes."

i remember 25 days of driving to children's hospital in milwaukee.

i remember the fear i felt during the day of his surgery and the tears shed for days afterwards.

i remember bringing him home from the hospital.

i remember each time i had to explain his condition to people.

i remember calling him our little dragon baby.

i remember the many sleepless nights.

i remember his firsts...smile, haircut, steps.

i remember the sloppy kisses and the belly laughs.

i remember the moment that i looked at him and no longer saw a baby.

this little boy is truly the greatest gift.

he brings us joy.  challenges us.  loves us.  teaches us.

i thank god everyday that he chose us to be max's parents.