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Friday, December 11, 2009

A Big Milestone

Do you know what today is?

My oldest son Monkey's birthday.

And he's FIVE.

How did that happen????

He went from this...
to this...
and then straight to this...
Or so it seems to me.

It was just yesterday that I stomped down the hall of the elementary school where I was a teacher, threw open the door to the principal's office and informed her that that I did not care that there were still 3 more days of work next week and that TODAY was my last day. Find a sub for me because I ain't coming in. My big ol' preggo self was DONE.

Good thing I gave her the heads up, since I had Monkey the very next morning.

Woke up in the middle of the night with lots of painful contractions...that never, ever got regular. So, until I was in excruciating pain, I didn't think that I needed to get to the hospital.

Woke up Hubs and told him we had to go NOW...and then wanted to strangle him for wanting to take a shower before we left.

Digging my claws into his arm on the short drive to the hospital when I realized that he was taking the back way there. "DON'T GO THAT WAY! THERE'S SPEED BUMPS THAT WAY! I DON'T WANT TO HAVE THIS BABY IN THE TRUCK!!!!"

Fully dilated by that point, they didn't even have time to technically admit me to the hospital before Monkey was born. I had him about a half hour after we got to the hospital. That also means that there was time for absolutely NO pain meds.

I remember looking down at his sweet little face and wondering how anyone can hold a newborn in their arms and not believe in the existence of God.

He was a horrible sleeper, not sleeping any more than 2 hours in a row until he was 6 months old.

He crawled early, walked early, ran early, and climbed over my furniture early. Nothing like discovering your 9 month old has not only climbed up on your couch, but flipped himself over the back of it to land on your kitchen counter and finding him playing in a sinkful of dirty dishes.

When he was just shy of 17 months old, he became a big brother and took that in stride.

Instantly protective, he didn't like when someone would try to reach down and touch his brother.

Even now, with all the fighting, no one else is allowed to touch his brother.

He's the same with his baby brother, born when Monkey was 3 1/2. He was a little disappointed that I didn't listen to him and give him a sister, though.

He's a tough kid. I always said that if he ever actually started to cry after a fall, I better get him to the emergency room because he really must be hurt.

He could have adult-like conversations before he was even 2.

He's grown up so much.

Made his own friends.

Gone to school.

Learning to read, write, multiply(addition is too boring for him), and put together kajillion piece puzzles. He believes himself to be smarter than most adults whom he encounters. I'm working on getting him to stop telling them so.

He has an opinion on everything.

Don't talk to him like he's a little kid because he does NOT like that.

He's 5-going-on-30.

But, regardless of how old he acts, I still can't believe that my firstborn is FIVE.

Pretty soon, none of my babies will be "babies" any more.

Someone stop me before I start thinking it's a good idea to try for that sister that Monkey wants me to give him. Not gonna happen...snip! snip!
Monkey...is me. The child most like his mama. Which is probably why we butt heads so often.
But, I still love him with all my heart.
Wishing my big guy a very Happy FIFTH Birthday!

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Blogger Unknown said...

They grow up way too fast...sounds like a smart cookie!

December 11, 2009 at 8:20 AM  
Blogger Kmama said...

Happy birthday Monkey! He sounds like an awesome little guy!!

December 11, 2009 at 8:31 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Hooray! Happy 5th Birthday, Monkey! Hope it's an awesome day & weekend.

December 11, 2009 at 8:50 AM  
Blogger Evonne said...

Happy Birthday Monkey!

That sounds like my delivery with my first born. Except it was only 14 minutes after getting to the hospital that I had her.

December 11, 2009 at 9:08 AM  
Blogger The Mommyologist said...

I loved reading this post! It really does go so fast. I treasure every hug from my little guy because I know that soon I'll just embarrass him with all that love!

Happy Birthday to your little man!

December 11, 2009 at 10:03 AM  
Blogger Working Mommy said...

Too cute!! Happy Birthday!!!


December 11, 2009 at 10:11 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Monkey!
My little Monkey's birthday is in 2 months. I can't believe how fast time has gone by.

December 11, 2009 at 10:11 AM  
Blogger beenomom said...

Aw, what a sweet tribute to your eldest son!! You can tell you are his momma by the way you write about him!! So heartfelt and moving!! Happy birthday to your big man!!

December 11, 2009 at 11:02 AM  
Blogger Sara said...

I could have wrote (most) of this about my 4.5 year old. hehehe Happy Birthday, Monkey!!!

December 11, 2009 at 11:12 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

HAPPY BDAY little guy:) great pics

December 11, 2009 at 12:02 PM  
Blogger Not Everyones Mama said...

aw! Happy 5th birthday Monkey! That's a huge birthday milestone! Have a wonderful wonderful day!

December 11, 2009 at 12:22 PM  
Blogger supahmommy- somethin's wrong with that girl said...

happy day for him and for you - they become little people so fast.

December 11, 2009 at 12:42 PM  
Blogger Foursons said...

Wow, your birth story is something else! You went through all that hard labor at home...tough woman!

Happy Birthday to the big 5 year old!

December 11, 2009 at 3:34 PM  
Blogger Melissa B. said...

Happy Birthday to Monkey, and thanks for sharing these Superior Snaps! Listen, I also wanted to thank you soooooooo much for stop­ping by on my Spe­cial SITS Day. It’s taken me a while to get back, but I hope to see you around the blo­gos­phere again soon!

December 11, 2009 at 5:16 PM  
Blogger  said...

What a great tribute to your son!

December 11, 2009 at 8:05 PM  
Blogger adrienzgirl said...

Shell, that was sooooooo sweet! Happy Birthday to your baby! :D

December 12, 2009 at 12:30 PM  
Blogger Tracie said...

Happy Birthday Monkey!!!

December 12, 2009 at 10:33 PM  

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