My Life as a COMMA!

Today is a very special day for me!  Not only is this my first official blog post!  BUT most importantly it is my son’s 11th birthday!

Eleven years ago today I woke up and went to the hospital!  You see, about two weeks before delivery I found out that my bundle of joy had done a somersault in my belly and had basically gotten his head stuck up in my rib cage!  So I did everything I possibly could to get this boy to turn back around!  The day came to go to the hospital and he still had not turned.  So they did a version.  Now, if you have never had this done…I would not suggest it.  They basically take their thumbs and try to coax one end (the rear) and the other end (the head) to move.  They do this on the outside of your belly!  OUCH!  My sweet son’s rear was moving but his head just wasn’t going to budge. *I guess I should have considered myself forwarned about him then….“head strong!”*  So the doctor told me that they were going to have to do a c-section right then.  Now, not to take anything away from any of you moms that have had c-sections…..but this momma just had a hard time accepting this.  I mean, my other kids were all born naturally with no pain meds and I was just fine!  This is SURGERY!!  I was scared!  Not to mention I truly felt like I was robbing my sweet husband of the miracle of birth!

Then comes my sweet baby sister.  I will never forget her words.  She told me that maybe this was God’s way of making this baby different from his brothers.  Maybe this was God’s way of making this a brand new experience for me.  And that is exactly what it was.  This was God’s gift to me.  A new son….a new life…..a new experience….a new family.  Thank you God.  Thank you for the precious gift of my son.

I call him my rainbow.  Because to me….after all the bad….Bryce is God’s promise to me…that I can live again as a mom.

Bryce is a wonderful, kind hearted…old soul.  He is wise beyond his years yet the most tender-hearted soul.  I can’t imagine ever not having him.  He has a lot of each of his brothers in him.  Yet there are so many things that are uniquely his own.  When he was born the doctor didn’t say the normal, “It’s a boy!” or “he looks healthy!”.  My doctor simply said, “Oh my God, it’s a football player!”.  And what foreshadowing that was.

Tonight we celebrated at the football field, in the pouring rain, where his team had a huge victory.  I sat on the sidelines cheering them on.  But also, just thinking that without the rain.. the promise of the rainbow would mean nothing.

So through my story….now my rainbow shines.  Thank you Lord, for my promise.  Because I love being a mom!

Every good and perfect gift comes from above. James 1:17