It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To

It was a SUCCESS! With the help of some very special people, Jaxson's 1st Birthday Party was a "grand slam".  We held the party at Port Neches Park.  The weather was gorgeous, perfect temperature and very low much humidity.  It was incredibly windy, resulting in the causalities of a couple of balloons, but it all turned out to be a perfect day. 

Jaxson is incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful family.  His Nene was able to make it to his party and share his special day with him.  Some of our family that lives out of town were also able to make it in for the big day. 

Landon was the Chef and made hamburgers and hotdogs.  We tried to create ballpark food for dining but it tasted so much better than actual ball park food.   The cake was perfect.  A girl I went to high school with was able to help out with the cake.  Her mom has a bakery in Baytown and created a perfect baseball jersey for his cake. 

He wasn't so fond of his cake.  It was delicious to me...

Jaxson received everything from mega blocks, to beach gear, to Thomas the Train, to a swimming pool, and last not but least, money to put into his college fund.  There can only one 1st Birthday Party and I have no regrets about this one.  He will never remember how special this day was for me and his dad.

Something spectacular did happen at the party.  HE STARTED WALKING!!! Not just 2 or three steps...I'm saying a full "strut across the park" kind of walk.  This was even more exciting because everyone was there to see it.  My kid is so stinkin smart and I'm one proud Momma. 

Oh Heavens!!! Again, thankyou to everyone who was able to come celebrate the day with us.  I cannot believe we have passed this huge milestone in our lives.  I hope we can all celebrate 100 more together.

Happy Birthday

I once read this book called "Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas" by James Patterson.  It's a diary of letters that a mom writes to her unborn child about her pregnancy.  It's a tragic story and I won't really tell you much more about the storyline because I think everybody should read it.  I've thought about this book so much since Jaxson has been born a year ago.  I decided that I would write a letter to Jaxson on his first birthday so that he will know how much he was loved and will always be loved.  I will share it with you.....

Dear Jaxson

Today is your birthday!  I cannot believe that you are turning ONE!  This past year has been the scariest but most rewarding year of my life.  I remember the day that I went to the hospital to bring you into this world like it was yesterday.  I can remember jumping out of bed at 4:30 in the morning to take a shower and make sure all of the “loose ends” were tied before leaving.  I can remember waking your daddy up and telling him it was time to go.  I remember walking in the hospital doors thinking to myself “The next time I walk through these doors I will be carrying a piece of perfection”.  I was excited but scared to death of what was to come in the next few hours.

 

 

 I thought you would be born that Monday but you decided that Tuesday was going to be YOUR day.  Around 2 o’clock on Tuesday, April 13^th the nurses thought it was time to get Dr. Victores for your appearance.  You, my baby, had other plans.  I pushed and pushed and you were SO close to showing your face, but all you would give us was a glimpse of the top of your head.  You were keeping us in suspense.  I had to get a C-section to get you to finally come out.  It all happened so quickly.  One minute I was rolling down the hallways of the hospital and the next I could see your Daddy’s face light up and you were pulled out.  

It was a moment that I will remember forever.  Your Daddy held you up to me so I could catch a glimpse of your precious face.  I will be honest, I didn’t recognize you.  I thought you would have looked more like me.  You were your daddy’s boy right from the beginning.   The nurse brought you to me after they gave you a bath in the nursery.  Everybody had already left for the night to give us some rest.  I was terrified.  I didn’t know what to do with you.  Your daddy and I had a couple of panic moments throughout the night and neither one of us slept.  I can remember that I was so happy to see the sunrise that next day. 

The first couple of nights I couldn’t sleep.  It wasn’t because of you having your days and nights mixed up.  It was because I had anxiety of the kind of mom that I would be for you.  Nobody tells you how to take care of a baby.  There is no science equation or written rule on how to feed you, when to bath you, where you should take your naps….Over the past year I have tried to raise you to be a strong little boy.  I want you to become independent but still run to me when you need help.  I hope that you will grow to know that there is an awesome being, more powerful than you can imagine that knew you even before I did.  God is wonderful and has a strange sense of humor.  I know this personally, mainly because he blessed me with you. 

Some people may call me biased but I think you are one smart cookie.  You have accomplished so much in your one year of life and I couldn’t be more proud.  You know how to flush the toilet, brush your teeth, you took off walking on the day of your 1^st birthday party, MAMA and DADADADADA are a common vocabulary word, and you think Salem’s cage is your playground.

My mother tells me this and I will tell you the same thing, always and forever.  I love you more than all the stars in the sky and all the sand on the beach.  Happy 1^st Birthday my baby!!!

Love

Mommy

Couple of thoughts from my week

Good news everyone....I finished my 5K in 32.02 minutes.  It was a splendid day.  I can't tell you how proud of myself I really was when I finished that day.  I've already signed up for my next race and I'm super excited about it.  More on that topic later. 

The big 1st Birthday party is on Saturday.  Besides actually making the food, I think everything is ready to go.  I cannot believe that I am about to have a one year old little person.  People always make the statement that time flies by so quickly and I am now understanding this to its full meaning.  My baby, my first born, the one that made me a mother, is about to turn ONE!!!  Landon and I have laid in bed and laughed so many times the past couple of weeks at the people we were at this time last year.  

Every morning we turn on the Disney Channel to catch a little Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.  Nothing brighens my day more than having to do the "Hot Dog" dance.  One morning last week there was a break in the show.  This poem was being read called "Mother's Song" and it brought me to tears.  Please imagine images of Dumbo's mother cuddling him and Bambi's mother hovering over him in the forest before she DIES as this poem is being read......

Mother's Song
a Traditional Lullaby

My heart is like a fountain true
That flows and flows with love to you.
As chirps the lark unto the tree
...So chirps my pretty babe to me.

There's not a rose where'er I seek,
As comely as my baby's cheek.
There's not a comb of honey-bee,
So full of sweets as babe to me.

There's not a star that shines on high,
Is brighter than my baby's eye.
There's not a boat upon the sea,
Can dance as baby does to me.

No silk was ever spun so fine
As is the hair of baby mine.
My baby smells more sweet to me
Than smells in spring the elder tree.

A little fish swims in the well,
So in my heart does baby dwell.
A little flower blows on the tree,
My baby is the flower to me.

The Queen has sceptre, crown and ball,
You are my sceptre, crown and all.

For all her robes of royal silk,
More fair your skin, as white as milk.

Ten thousand parks where deer do run,
Ten thousand roses in the sun,
Ten thousand pearls beneath the sea,
My babe more precious is to me.

TALK ABOUT TRAGIC!!!!!!  I was boo-hooing at the end of this little segment.  Thank you Disney Channel for, as always, a cheery morning in the Wright Household. 

On a lighter note, I want to spruce up my blog but need some SERIOUS pointers.  I've been mucho basic with my blog from the beginning and have now become a little envious of those that have the artistic gene that somehow I'm lacking.  HELP!!!

My little man and his mommy!