My first born son. My sweet Kai. My Bubba.
I honestly can’t remember how we started calling him Bubba but it’s clearly stuck. 🙂
Kai turned nine today and I can hardly believe it. This boy is turning into quite the little gentleman. He is a helper to me, considerate of others and incredibly fast on the soccer field. This boy was our second miracle baby. The son we were most assuredly told we would never have. The child we were told over and over again we would miscarry. and the child that ended up being born in the most fantastic way, and despite the doctor’s warnings, perfectly healthy might I add.
Today we got to celebrate him. Well, of course, if you’re following along at all you’ll know that we’ve actually been celebrating him all week long. Our mommy/son trip to Canada was a combo to celebrate his birthday and my sisters birthday so he’s been getting free desserts at every restaurant for over a week now! 🙂
One thing I’ve learned from being a momma to Kai is that the little things matter. Every hug, every word of encouragement, every cheer, every special glance, every time I hold his hand in our secret way, every effort to truly “see” him and make sure he knows he is loved….every bit of it goes so far. I can tell from the look on his face that it matters to him. I may get busy and my attention can often be a thousand places at once, but I know that when I slow down to be intentional and give him the one on one interaction he loves, he soaks up every bit of it. Kai makes me want to be a better mom every single day.
I love you Bubba, Happy Birthday.