My Baby Boy is Four

My beautiful baby boy turned four years old this morning! He is the one in the middle, Andrew. Hard to believe that he will be starting school next year. He is such a mama's boy! And such a miracle from God!

I remember all too well the day Andrew was born. I had chosen to have him by C-section because I had labored with his sister Maddie for three days and still ended up with a c-section. Anyway, we checked into Southern Regional Hospital at 5:30 on the morning of November 5, 2004. We were to be the second surgery, but the first didn't show up so we got bumped to 7:15. After the catheter and spinal block, we were all set to go. The doctor talked the entire time about how it was her first time doing the c-section the way she did it. What a comfort that was to know that I was her guinea pig-LOL. Anyway, after about 30 minutes, out came Michael Andrew Ellsworth. He was measured at 8 lbs and 16 ounces and 21 inches long. He was my "little" baby. He was screaming and beautiful and perfect. Then something happened. When they took him to the nursery, he started to have breathing difficulty. So, in walks the nurse while I am still in surgery to proclaim that Andrew was in the NICU. I have never been so scared, and so sad in my life. After they sewed me up, they took me by the NICU to see him and, still drunk and quite sick from the spinal block, I saw my beautiful baby with 3 heads and 4 arms, but I could tell he had monitors all over him. Then, I vaguely remember the nurse saying they thought he had a heart problem. But, prayer from all around was being heard in Heaven and by midnight that night, my baby was ready to go to the regular nursery and was declared healthy-Praise the Lord!

Andrew has a mind of his own, I joke about how he was stubborn from birth. He is constantly trying to convince you of why things should go his way and not yours. And, you know what? Sometimes he is just so darn cute that I let him win! He loves any kind of sport and anything that is boyish and a little mischevious. He recently joined the children's choir at church and is always singing songs about Jesus, and whether he has the words exactly right or not, he thinks they are. Through his little voice singing and talking about Jesus, I am reminded of how my Jesus loves even me.

Happy Birthday Andrew! Mommy loves you so much! Now I guess we are off to make cupcakes for Cubbies tonight to celebrate! :)