The Mighty God,
The Everlasting Father,
The Prince of Peace!
But you can just call him Charles.
And he was born this day 9 years ago, on an afternoon very much like today; bright and sunny, no snow, and not too cold. Right around now, we were making the trip to the hospital just to get checked out. I was convinced they were going to send me home - so convinced, that I didn't even bother to bring my bag with me. Nah, they'll send me home and tell me to wait for hard labour. But they didn't, and about 3 hours later, Charles was born via emergency c-section. To this day I still get a lump in my throat and a feeling in the pit of my stomach thinking about what might have happened if they had sent me home, or if I hadn't decided to go get checked out at that particular time. All the what ifs...
Thankfully, 3:30 pm marked the start of our amazing new journey as parents, at the same time the scariest and most incredible day of my life.
Happy Birthday Charles, my shining star. I don't know what I'd do without you.