So I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing this phrase "he was a surprise baby" now I totally understand it, lol. Here is our last baby known as the Links, he was born August 15, 2016
him and Mason were born 15 months apart. He is now 7 months has one tooth that just came through, he crawls and sits up and is just adorable
him and Mason were born 15 months apart. He is now 7 months has one tooth that just came through, he crawls and sits up and is just adorable
Lincoln's labor was so rough, and even after I had him all I wanted to do was take my baby home to meet the rest of our clan and recover. Of course that was not easy either there was a huge fire in the Cajon Pass and we couldn't come straight home so we went to my Mom's house in Downey to wait it out, we spent one night and I felt horrible I missed my boys and I missed my house and I physically felt horrible. The next day we tried to come home and the freeway was still closed so we had an adventure going all the way around through big bear with a 3 day old. It was tough every bump and move hurt me so much but Lincoln was such a good baby no fussing or anything we stopped to change his diaper and feed him and that was it he slept the rest of the way we made it home after more than a few hours, and the boys finally met him it was such a special moment. Nothing beats being home with all my boys. I'm a very lucky Mom I know I am, even if life seems hard sometimes trying to juggle all my responsibilities I wouldn't change it for the world. I love the late nights and early mornings the soccer games and football talk. I love our plans to rule the desert with off road vehicles and the vision we all share of one day owning our own boat and vacation home. I love my boys, I love my life. It hasn't been easy God knows that but its so worth it. My boys are happy, their needs are met above and beyond, they are also extremely blessed. Ricky wants to give them the world, and I'm so happy we both are in agreement about that. Lincoln is our last child its something we talked about and agreed he had his surgery and its a done deal, looking back on the memories of all of the births and all of the pictures of them growing up (so glad I'm obsessed and take tons of pics) makes me sad that I wont be holding any more newborns makes me regret not living in the moment and being so caught up with everyday stuff. I want to try to stop and breathe and take it all in moment by moment. I want my boys to look back and know without a shadow of a doubt that I love them that they are the light of my eyes the reason for my existence. I'm lucky, I'm blessed.
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