I remember waking up that morning and wondering what was going on simply from the top of my bunk bed; it’s funny that I could tell something was different since I’m not the sharpest observer in the world, especially when I was twelve. But usually my dad would come in our room to turn the fan down during the winter (because my sister and I liked to keep the fan going) and it was still going full speed.
Investigating on my part, I got the information that our baby brother was on the way with midwives already in the master bedroom with my mom. So, moving ourselves to the living room, Kayla and I stuck in the old Miracle on 34th Street to cover up the uncomfortable sounds we heard coming from upstairs. We didn’t even get half way through before we got called up to meet the baby.
I remember the first thought I had when I first saw Nathan was, “Oh my gosh, he’s purple.”
And that’s what I remember from the morning my brother was born.
Seven years later, I’ve gotten to know Nathan a lot better; he’s not purple anymore and has become a priceless member of our family. Nathan is very smart; he has strong verbal skills and a strong will- he could be a fantastic lawyer when he’s older. Nathan is an extrovert and is thoughtful and polite (most of the time :P) He likes The Lion King, Cars, Charlie Brown and Winnie the Pooh. He enjoys legos and puts together complicated creations above his age level. He likes Adventures in Odyssey and hide and seek and eating. ;) He’s taught me the importance of patience and forgiveness by just being himself. He himself is a very forgiving person.
I love him very much and I can’t wait to see how much he grows during the next year. Happy Seventh Birthday, Nathan. XOXO