I can't even believe my BABY is turning 3. I just look at him some days and am amazed at what the Lord has given us. He is so sweet with an amazing heart. This day three years ago I woke up at 4:30 a.m. feeling a lot of pressure. I got out of bed and my water "tore". (They are still not sure what happened) I called the doctor and they said to come in just to check and see what was going on. My due date wasn't for another 9 days so I figured this would just be a trip to the hospital and right back home. Scott was so excited he could hardly stand it. The house was a mess, laundry was everywhere and I had greasy hair. Of course I was going to get everything together that day. We got to the hospital and checked into the triage room which if you have been there is the smallest room ever, but Scott was a trooper and squished himself between the wall and the bed to sit down. They told me to lay there for an hour to see if I dilated anymore. An hour later I was having major contractions and was praying they wouldn't send me home. We got into a delivery room and I told them that I didn't need the epidural just yet that I could handle it. 5 minutes later my water broke and just by the look on my face the nurse knew it was time for drugs. The labor went so well. We were able to enjoy it all without any pain. I pushed for an hour and at 2:59 p.m. Ryan Allen Rogers (The Rocket) was born. I still remember the feeling I had when I saw and held him for the first time. There are no words to explain the joy you get when you finally see your child. I have now said many times I would LOVE to go back to that moment just for one day and hold Ryan again being so little. Now that he is 3 I barley get to snuggle him at all. The last 3 years have been an adventure. He has taught us so much just as he has learned so much. Rocket is a nickname my dad gave him before he was even born and who knew it would fit him so well. He is so full of energy and life that he seems to truly enjoy the things that he is doing and the people that he is doing it with. Ryan has never met a stranger. He will go up to little kids in the store and at the park and ask if they would like to play with him. You can tell this little boy loves life. At times his heart is filled with such kindness that is so precious. Ryan has always loved to pick me flowers so one day leaving school there was a little flower blowing in the wind and a little girl picked it up. He began saying in a loud voice , so she could here him from across the way, "Give that flower to my mom, give that flower to my mom." I had to explain to him that her mom was going to get that flower and that was an ok thing. He told me one day as I was getting him out of the car "Mommy I will always love you." Wow!!! What a special little boy he is and he will always be our little boy.
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