My rotten little monkey!!!He has gotten to the stage where it is impossible to get him with a normal smile in a picture without him blurring across the scene, forever in motion. Though this one says quite a bit about his crazy personality....
He is a funny little man, always laughing & eliciting laughs from everyone around. He eats with a passion, hence the dirty face. He rarely stands still. The key word there is STANDS. The kid barely takes the time to sit. He goes non-stop until he just drops in exhaustion. Almost every day, whether it's nap time or bedtime, I end up having to carry him from wherever he was playing & put him into bed. He truly believes that "RAWR" is dinosaur for "I love you" & uses it all the time. His other favorite saying is "I eat you now" then he proceeds to chow down on whatever body part he can reach at the time. "Ew gwoss" is both the cutest & most annoying saying of his. He is a tiny tornado everywhere he goes. He brings so much spirit & enthusiasm into our lives every day that it just amazes me.
I never thought I would want a son. When I found out I was pregnant, I immediately started imagining matching dresses & envisioning the CUTEST Holly Hobby room for Emma & the baby to share. When the ultrasound revealed a BOY, I have to admit, I cried. The entire night. I was sure that I wouldn't be a good mom to a boy & in fact dreaded getting peed on during every diaper change. He had no name. We had never been able to come up with one either of us even liked, let alone one we could both agree on. And boy clothes were just so......boring.
We named him the next day. I'm not even sure how we came up with the names in the first place but as soon as we heard the meanings put together (basically God gives excellent gifts at the perfect time), he was immediately named Isaiah James. We tried for him for 13 months & didn't conceive until we were on our last round of Chlomid. He was a miracle. And he came on God's time. It was perfect.
Fast forward a few months to March 1. I was induced early in the morning. He really wasn't interested in our plans. I laid around & talked with my mom, cousin, & sister-in-law most of the day. Michael took several naps, lol. One of my brother-in-laws even stopped by for a visit as did one of my sisters. It was a lot of waiting. We thought I would be done by noon but I hadn't really even gone into labor by then.
Eventually things got going. I was.....coloring when I felt that "feeling" through my epidural. Call the doctor in, he makes me laugh & there's the baby's head!!! My doctor (ever the jokster) actually said to me, "now just half a giggle this time!" & then there he was. That son of mine didn't even cry. He just wrinkled up his little face & let us take pictures. It is really no wonder that he is so happy & laughing all the time -- he was born into an environment full of laughter. EVERYONE was laughing. We were all so shocked at first & then it was just down right funny. He wasn't pushed, he was laughed out.
That was two years ago now. From the moment I first held him, I never would have traded him for a girl. He is 1000% boy but still sweet & loving. He is a perfect mixture. I really cannot even put into words what he means to me. Or how he has changed me. I am forever thankful that God knew what was best & chose to give it to me in the form of my little man, Isaiah James. And he has not peed on me. Not even once.