Happy Birthday Noah November 25 2006
4 years ago today he was in an isolette (sp?) in the newborn intensive care stark naked and very pink. He was born via c-section and had fluid in his lungs. Nothing serious, but just enough to keep him from us for a few hours.
Hours I spent insanely itchy then insanely nauseous.
Other c-section mommy’s I know talk about their morphine drip.
This I find insanely unfair, I DID NOT HAVE A DRIP! No morphine except for the shot that make me itchy
Anyway he was perfect in the hospital and perfect once we got home.
He still is for the most part, despite that fact the still holds the world title for bossiest kindergartener in North America.
He started Kindergarten this year, has been attending faithfully for a mere 3 months and already he can count to 10 in french, he can describe the weather in french and he knows most of his colours in french. He can print his name and is very close to printing mine (he just mixes up the order of the letters).
He started swimming lessons this month and already they want to skip him ahead a level, we declined so can spend this month just getting used to the whole setting and the routines.
He’s FOUR years old, he’s not a baby anymore but not so big that he doesn’t climb into our bed saturday morning so we can sleep in together.
Which means I needs as many Saturday mornings as I can get, cause you know that’s not gonna last forever.
Happy Birthday Noah! Don’t let your Mom sleep in on Saturday’s, take over the bed and kick her out.