Beautiful Boy

December 24, 1999. almost 3 months old.

Today my boy turned 10. 

I found him on my computer this morning playing a game, so I seized the opportunity and planted one right on his lips.

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to Sebbie......Happy Birthday to you!"

My singing made him smile.

"How does it feel to be TEN?"

"Good. I mean, it feels the same, even though it's not supposed to.....yunno what I mean?"

"Yeah, I know....but you're 10! Now you're officially in double-digits!"

"Now I can say I'm a decade old!"

A decade old.

What?

10 years ago, October 9 was a Saturday. It was also the day of my baby shower. I woke up knowing Sebastian was coming.

After enduring the entire baby shower with contractions that felt like death, I was taken to the hospital.

At 11 in the evening, (11:07, to be exact) he was born.

I remember just looking at him with my blood-shot eyes, thankful the pain was over (natural deliveries hurt. A lot. Just in case you were thinking of trying it one day) and I could finally enjoy him.

And although my entire family was there,

I felt like I was in my own world. 

I played "our song" in my head......the one I would sing to him over and over again during his childhood. (The one that automatically plays when you get on this here blog!)

He was tiny and beautiful and I didn't want to let him go. And I didn't, really. I held him every chance I got, way more than my other two. He was mine, my first, my only. How could I not?

10 years later he is physically a different boy.

He is long and lean, strong and able.

He loves to arm wrestle and play outside with his friends. He still wants to sit next to me when we watch movies on the couch. He is curious and so smart. His taste in music makes me laugh when I get into the car to hear the same song for the 100th time. He still plays with action figures and loves to draw pictures of dinosaurs eating bad guys. He is almost as tall as me. Yikes.

Today we're hanging out. It's his day. I'll take him for ice cream and give him his gift later when everyone is home.

Shhh.....it's an iPod. Complete with all the music he loves plus I'm gonna download those Weird Al videos he loves so much! I can't wait to give it to him!

Happy Birthday, Beautiful Boy!

I wish I could give you the stars and the moon!

I LOVE YOU! 

Besitos!!