A
mom never forgets the events surrounding the birth of her firstborn child, or
any other of her offspring for that matter.
Over fourteen years ago, those events played out in my life. It was an exceedingly stormy, summer night
with massive downpours. If all the “old
wives tales” about heavy rain leading up to a baby’s birth were true, I was
going to be delivering my son soon.
I
guess those old wives knew what they were talking about! Just after 10pm, as Mike and I were getting
into bed, my water broke. Our little boy
would be appearing shortly, almost three weeks ahead of schedule.
Upon
arrival at the hospital, a quick check (as well as much painful confirmation)
revealed our son was feet first – not a position in which he could safely be
delivered naturally. Within about three
short hours, I was stretched on an operating table as the doctor delivered
eight pound, two ounce baby Brandon via caesarean section.
The
general consensus by the hospital staff was that our little boy looked just like
his daddy. While some of his features
have changed over the years, his personality is a lot like his dad’s – patient,
level-headed, self-controlled, and content.
Of
course, no child is perfect. We see the
best and worst in all of our kids. But
we are very proud of Brandon. He successfully
juggled a great deal this year, including a challenging eighth grade academic
schedule that included several high school courses, piano lessons, a part time
job, basketball, and Awana (both as a leader and a student). Additionally, he wrote twenty-two Disney blog
posts for the Mouse for Less website and has more in the works.
And did I mention he wrote a book... in a month?!
And did I mention he wrote a book... in a month?!
One
of his highest accomplishments this year included completing a reading of the
entire Bible, which he began in second grade.
His goal is now to read through the Bible in one year. So far, he is on track!
Furthermore,
he continues to be an excellent big brother, quick to offer help with difficult
Lego creations, challenging puzzles, various projects, and school work. He won Zachary’s admiration (and mine) by
taking time out of his busy schedule to help his youngest brother build Star
Wars paper airplanes. He is thoughtful with me, too, always ready to lend a
helping hand when needed, at times without even being asked.
We
celebrated Brandon’s fourteenth birthday last month. My parents came to town (bringing him back
from a week’s stay with them) for some of the festivities. I cooked spaghetti, his favorite food, and
served our family’s traditional M&M birthday cake. The next day, he invited one of his oldest
friends – one he played with before they could even talk – to supper at Sonic
and a local minor league baseball game. The
following day, we celebrated with another tradition: cinnamon rolls for
breakfast! He enjoyed lots of birthday
wishes all weekend from family and friends.
How
thankful we are for that sweet little baby boy who has become a responsible,
delightful fourteen year-old young man!!
“We give thanks to God always for you…” 1
Thessalonians 1:2a

3 comments:
He's an amazing young man and you and Mike should definitely be proud! Another accomplishment...um, writing a book in a month! Sorry, that's the writing teacher in me just gushing with pride for him! Happy Belated Birthday, Brandon!
Thank you, Stacey! And how could I forget about the book?!?! I just edited the post and added that in! ;)
Loved this! You have every right to be proud of Brandon!! We're ALL fans of his :)
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