I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S BEEN 2 YEARS!! 2 years since we got that call that Weston might be coming soon and we ran around our house like chickens with their heads cut off, frantically packing our bags cluelessly to drive out of state to be there for him and his wonderful birthmom. Thanks to her, I heard his first cry, and cut his umbillical cord and was the first to hold him. Things I will never forget.
Weston immediately taught me how deeply I could protect, care, worry about and LOVE a tiny helpless human with the fierceness of Mothers who protect their young in the wild, combined with all the intensity and capacity of human emotions. I learned about a christlike love that equals sacrifice most of us will not ever fully understand as his birthmom (and everyone else involved) gave us a gift that allowed us to be a family- mother, father, and child. An incredible miracle!
He was 6 lbs 1.3 oz, 19" long.
Today he is nearly 30 lbs and more than half my (Nicky's) height.
He grows daily, and never ceases to amaze me! I am so proud of him for his strong will which became evident from the beginning when he faught to get better and come home from the hospital earlier than expected. He is caring and sweet as he says, "Hug" and will give his mama kisses. He is full of FUN spirit that makes him and his Daddy unseperable when Dad gets home and they love to play swords and wrestle.
At 2, Weston LOVES...
to JUMP, swing, slide, climb, smile, screaaaam, ring around the rosies, when Daddy gets home, nursery at church, snacks, BALLOONS!, elephants, DOGS, FISHIES, turtles, play with cousins, play swords, play head shoulders, Knees and toes, to sleep with his yellow puppy and says, "Ny-Night!", watch Clifford the Big Red Dog, Monsters vs Aliens, UP and Sesame Street, Eat ribs, fruit snacks, grilled cheese. Ask, "Where's Jericho?" Signs Please. Say "Thank You." Do a summersault. My picture loader isn't working. Pictures to follow, then.