My wonderful, sweet first born officially turned 12 years old yesterday. The last year of the preteens!
I cannot even put into words what this child means to me. He is everything I ever hoped and dreamed that he would be at 12. He's bright, clever, smart, sensitive, caring, athletic, empathetic and has a great head on his shoulders. He also loves his Momma with all his heart and that's really the most important thing to me.
You see...this child is a miracle.
He was injured during the birth process and his right arm was completely paralyzed. We started physical therapy when he was two days old and I prayed and prayed for a miracle. His arm had no movement at all until he was five months old, when his Grandma put him on a prayer list and he miraculously raised his arm the next morning.
God touched him in a special way so that he could go through life doing wonderful things.
I truly believe he will.
He's already put joy in my life that I never could have imagined before having children.
He showed me the meaning of true love and absolute contentment.
I love you Big Man! Happy 12th Birthday!
1 comment:
Very sweet words to your son! I need to focus on my kids strengths instead of their weaknesses so I can raise them up...not put them down! Thanks for your post!
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