We were having dinner tonight and all of a sudden Jackson started pulling on my arm and saying something that sounded like "hot." Scott and I thought he was asking me if I was hot in my sweater. But, as we listened more intently, we realized that he was saying "hug." He wanted a hug from me. Not because he wanted to get out of dinner or anything else. He just wanted a plain old simple hug from his mommy; the very first hug he's ever asked for. Of course I FLEW out of my chair to give my sweet boy a hug. He even gave me some love pats on my back and would not let go! I would've stayed in my awkward squat-position hugging me sweet precious baby boy all night if he'd let me! Tonight reminded me of the simplicity of God's blessings. I will (hopefully) never forget the first moment my son asked me for a hug:)
Grady Steven Fish 7lbs. 3oz. 19 1/2inches April 25, 2009 4:45pm SURPRISE! Actually, I think absolute shock is more appropriate! This was me a week ago...happy at 36 weeks pregnant with not much happening. I thought for sure that I had at least 2 weeks left, if not four. I did, however, frantically run around town that day getting all the things I thought I needed to get just in case. Good thing I am a little neurotic and OCD because it paid off a few days later. I have had contractions on and off since I was 25 weeks pregnant or so. I never thought anything of them because they were so sporadic and fairly painless. Friday camearound and I noticed that I was having more contractions than usual. Grady was still moving about so I didn't worry much. Around 2:30pm that day I laid down because the contractions were coming on a little stronger and closer together. I called Scott to let him know and honestly, to see when he was coming home from work. Jackson was still napping and I wasn...
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