The Mom Gazette

 A  Boy  Named Micah

Being pregnant with my son was an interesting experience. When I  found out I was pregnant it  was a total  accident and a complete surprise.  I  enjoyed the entire pregnancy and  was happier than I had  ever been in a long time. I was a very typical pregnant woman. Mood swings , cravings , morning sickness. the works

By the  time I was 36 weeks along,   I  was more than ready to get him out of me. Of course I went  full term  plus a week.

 I had to be induced because I had gone 41 weeks and I was more than ready for him to come. I’m glad I did,  all the doctors  and most of the nurses guessed  he would be a  cute little 7 pound baby. Boy were they wrong! 9pounds 2 ounces and 21 inches long. His footprints were huge.

I  went  through  all the

 usual newborn drama too.  No sleep… Never once did I complain.  I felt  obliged  and honored to be taking care a human being. After all , one day he  could be a  very important person.

I enjoyed  his newborn stage as much as I could , because I  knew soon he would be totting around like he owned the place. Which is what  he pretty much does now.

 

 

Since his birth we have had a lot of  fun   watching him  grow and  discovering who he is as a person is. We already 

established that he has a sense of humor. And like  a lot  of  kids,  he is  curious.

 

 Micah is heaps  of fun.  And I enjoy the time we spend together.

I hope that he grows up to be a  good person, and that he does great things in life. I wish for him to have a full and happy life.

   Sometimes  I think about the world and  all that is in it, and wonder  if  I should bubble wrap  my son.  It is  sad  out there, the things that go  on.  I want to  hide it all from  him, but somethings can’t  be covered up.

The world isn't all bad though, there are a lot of happy  things  on earth.