He's 9!!!

My Baby....1 day old....July 12, 2002

It seems like yesterday I was calling him "baby Gabe". He is the only one my water broke with...I can still remember putting Kayla in the stroller and Brad and I were going for a walk after dinner. We got half way down the street when I stopped, looked at Brad with a very strange face and said, "I think I just wet my pants"! Of course, Brad laughed. We turned around and by the time we got back to the house I looked at him and said, "It's still coming out"! We both knew by this point that my water had broke and we were going to have a baby. We went to the hospital at 6:30 p.m. and Gabe was born at 4:37 a.m at 7lbs 8 oz and 19 1/2 in. I was up ALL night in the WORST labor ever. My epidural did not take, so I basically felt everything. It was a hard labor, but the moment I held him, I was in love. I was tired, hurting, and hungry, but my heart was exploding with the love I felt for this little boy.

I can't believe that was 9 years ago. I am so proud of the young boy he is becoming. He is so smart and talented and I get to watch him grow and achieve new goals daily. I am so blessed to have him in my life and I am proud to be his mother. Happy Birthday sweet boy!!!!

Gabe and his "baseball" cake

Gabe, Kayla, Brayson, and friend Ethan

Gabe and his new game for the x-box

Gabe playing his new game :)