Seven Years Old

Seven years ago today my first little miracle was born. And I use the word “little” loosely. The kid weighed 9 pounds, 1 ounce! I can’t believe it’s been seven years. I’ve told him multiple times that he’s not allowed to grow up and he just looks at me with a sad, knowing look on his face and says, “I’m sorry, Mommy. I can’t help it.”

When did he go from my fat, cute baby to this tall, handsome kid?

Time has flown by and I know it will keep on flyin. Ben changed my life. You can ask anyone and they’ll tell you that all I ever wanted to be was a Mommy. I never wanted a job that I had to leave the house for. I just wanted someone to take care of. Someone to snuggle in the middle of the night. Someone to tell me all about Bakugan and Pokemon. Someone to take silly pictures of.

Watching Ben grow and learn has been a dream come true for me.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BEN!!!
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