yes they are all mine!!: MAXTON'S 1 !!!!!!!

Friday, June 13, 2008

MAXTON'S 1 !!!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU... HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SWEET BABY MAXTON... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU... One year ago today I was in the hospital in labor not knowing if I would have another son or another daughter and when this little sweetpea arrived I couldn't have been more happy or more blessed.. I love you sooooooo much Max!!!! Happy 1st Birthday Pumpkin!!!

Love Mommy

This picture was taken this morning after Daddy woke Max up to tell him Happy Birthday before he left for work...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...: Happy Birthday Maxton!! Hope you have a great day! See you tomorrow. Love Uncle Jay, Auntie Em :) and cousin Drew!!; June 13, 2008 at 9:19 AM
bows and more said...: Hey Melissa, I just thought I would say Hi! Your little Maxton is so cute! I love his curls hope he had a special day!P.S. I hope you don't care if I copy that poem from your last quote! I needed that today! Thanks!; June 16, 2008 at 11:11 AM
Some Day Sarah... said...: OH my gosh, I haven't seen you in too long!; June 16, 2008 at 5:30 PM

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The Day I Became A Heart Mother

The Day I Became a Heart Mother

One day my world came crashing down,
I'll never be the same.
They told me that my child was sick.
I thought, "am I to blame"?
I don't think I can handle this.
I am really not that strong.
It seemed my heart was breaking.
I have loved him for so long.

I will not give up on this child.
I will listen to your advice.
I will give my child any chance.
No matter what the price.
I will learn all that I need to help my child thrive.
I'll even use that feeding tube.
My child must survive!

Will he need a lot of therapy?
Will he gain the needed weight?
Please God, help me do this.
I will accept our fate.

When the monitors beep at night, it serves as my reminder.
How many parents would love that sound.
Tomorrow I will be kinder.
As another Angel earns his wings,
I run to my child's bed.
I watch him sleep for quite a while.
I bend down and kiss his head.
I cry for the parents whose hearts have been broken.
I look to You wondering why?
Oh Lord, I just can't know your ways....no matter how I try.

And yet, I trust you hold his life, and guide us through each day.
My mind says savor each moment he's here,
but my heart begs, "PLEASE let him stay"!

From pacing the surgical waiting room, to sitting by his bed. From wishing for a good nights sleep, to learning every med.
From wondering, "will he be alright?", to watching him reach out his hands.
With every smile my heart just melts, despite life's harsh demands.

For all who see that faded line.
I look to them and smile.
You see my child is loved so much.
I would face ANY trial.
That scar I trace with my finger (It's the door to his beautiful heart).
God must have known how much I'd love him (Just as He loved him from the start).

A heart mom is always a heart mom.
Now wise beyond her years.
For those who have angels in heaven,
Our hearts share in all of your tears.

Every day I will try and remember,
I was chosen for him (and no other).
I will always embrace that beautiful day.......
When I became a "Heart Mother".

- Author Unknown