Four Years Ago

Four years ago, I woke up in a corner suite in Stevens Hospital at 6 am. It was 10 days past my due date, I had already been laboring for 3 days and I felt certain this baby would never come out. But I labored all day, determined to have a November baby. Finally, at 11:26 pm, with 34 minutes to spare in the month of November, Noah James Linhart was born. His daddy said, "It's a boy...wait, that's the umbilical cord. Oh! It is a boy!" And as if to prove it, Noah promptly peed on the doctor.

My baby is growing up. He is a pre-schooler, a little boy, the most perfect short person on the planet. I am so proud of him and so thankful that God chose me to be his mother. Today, on his birthday, I will tell him over and over again how much I love him...how pleased I am with him...and how much I will always cherish four years ago.