Ugh. I haven't even typed the first sentence and I have tears in my eyes. My sweet Tyson turns 12 today. I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. I didn't get to see him for a few hours after he was born but when I did, he was beautiful!! (In all reality he was bruised, skinny, gangely and old man looking but I am his mom I did see that!) He was so sweet!! I remember everyone coming to see him. I loved it!! I met Ryan for the first time! LOL!!! Good times! I remember coming back from my muscle biopsy and crying for my baby. The doctor preferred to have him in nursery as much as possible so I could rest. So the nurses would bring him to me at night to breastfeed and then take him back to the nursery. A few of the nights, the nurse would bring him to me and tell me they would be back in 30 min to get him and when they would return, he wouldn't have fed because I just held him and loved him. Oops! ;) So many memories!
It makes me sad to think that in 7 short years he will be going on a mission. I can barely have him spend the night away from home. (I know it sounds dumb and unrealistic but I have anxiety when my kids aren't home. Well...after a few hours that is! LOL!!) Tyson has made me who I am. He is a blessing and ray of sunshine. His sense of humor reminds me to not take life so seriously. His sense of right and wrong reminds me to be Christ like. His determination reminds me that I can do anything. Don't get me wrong he is human and not perfect but in my eyes he is a gift from my Heavenly Father. I will cherish these next few years...they will go by fast. I love you buddy!!!
