Fast and Furious

February 25, 2009

Today - on one of his explorations through my cabinets.

On this day a year ago I woke up to horrible, VERY strong contractions. At first I thought, is this for real and then very quickly I knew. To say that I was scared was an understatement. It was about 6:30 a.m. and after about four contractions I knew they were coming fast - too fast. Our next door neighbor came over quickly and we were out the door and driving to the hospital by 7:00 a.m.

That was the longest 40 minute drive in the car. I thought we would never make it. They didn't think my doctor was going to make it either as Douglass Charles English, Jr. made his debut at just after 8:00 a.m. - twenty minutes after I arrived at the hospital.

We have been going fast and furious ever since and ironically, these are two characteristics my son displays. He is fast and on the move and has a furious temper when he gets angry. :)

I truly was nervous about having a boy and nervous about whether I would love him as much as Charlotte. He is my precious boy and I can't imagine our lives without him - and I love him just as deeply. He is passionate, head strong, and has a determination that both intrigues and scares me. He is very independent and strives to do all and be all that his big sister is - and I best not instruct him otherwise.

He is all boy - already loving to wrestle, play ball, and loves to make a lot of noise. I expected a quiet, laid back second born - and that he is not. He, too, is a social child and gives Charlotte a run for her money when it comes to getting attention too. I can already see the competitive spirit he will have with her.

I love his big brown eyes, his dimpled grin, and his from the gut cackle. I love the way he sways back and forth when he dances, and his desire to experience and explore things. He already loves to climb and I keep telling Doug that Douglass Charles will most likely be our child that is jumping out of airplanes right along side him.

Douglass Charles, know that you are a special, and important part of this family and that your old momma - in an effort not to be too mushy - will always love you. I pray that you never loose your sense of adventure and passion. That you seek God with all of your heart, and that you will live a life that is worth sharing with others.

Know that I love you with all my heart. Thanks for giving me the chance to see childhood through a little boy's eyes.