Happy Birthday to my (little) big boy "D"!!! At his age I can remember being so excited just as he was and still is since technically his birthday isn't really over yet. "D" couldn't think about anything else this week besides his birthday, "6 more days till my birthday Mom", "5 more days till my birthday Mom", "Do you remember what I looked like when I was a baby Mom?", "I can't wait until my birthday!!" All week long that was all we heard from "D", well except for when he talked about maybe bringing home his very own fish from class. Hubby has this rule about pets, there is none allowed here. "D" was studying about sea life in his class and his teacher bought 30 goldfish and put a few on each group of desks. She told the class of 20 kids that by the end of their sea life study session that if there was still enough to hand out to each child they would each get one but if not she would pull sticks (each stick had a childs name on it). The session wasn't exactly over but the little fishies started dying off pretty quickly. The teacher would try to get the dead ones out before the students were aware but they would soon start to notice that there was less and less. At the beginning of the week "D" said "Mom, the teacher said she's going to hand out the fish on Friday, my birthday! She said it sure would be sad if I didn't get one on my birthday". Now, besides the fact that is was going to be his birthday he was looking forward to bringing home this little fish with a black stripe that he already showed me on his desk and said was his. Looking into his big brown eyes I was hoping for him that he would get it. "D" can be quiet about what he really wants but there's no mistaking his wishes once you look into his big brown eyes.
Well, I knew hubby didn't want pets but at the same time I knew he wouldn't deny a little fish for "D" especially on his birthday.
Times limited for me especially these last few weeks of school, I'm usually getting things at the last minute for the last few fun days of school. I decided to go out and get a fish tank for him and set it up on Friday while he was at school so that if he got his fish it would have a home when he brought it home and at the same time "D" would be surprised and happy, and if for some reason he didn't get the fish at least he would be happy once he got home and saw the tank ready for him to get one.
That was my plan, I went to pick them up one day and here comes "D" walking very slowly holding a little cup in his hands, staring at it as he took each step very cautiously. Once he got to where I was sitting he looked at me and said "Mom, look I got my fish!!!". His big eyes I swear had smiles in them. He was so happy he got his goldfish with the black stripe.
I found a big glass bowl to put it in until I went out to get the tank. He named it Nacho. He watched it constantly along with his brothers and sister. You could definitely tell my children didn't have pets because this little goldfish was the most exciting pet to them. They would go to the counter and look at it, if it was still they would shake the bowl to make sure it was still alive. Mom Jr. had to call her friend who had brothers that also had goldfish and ask if that was normal. I just kept praying please don't die!
The very next day I went out, got a tank and when Hubby got home he put it together. "D" was just over the moon about this little goldfish. Before he would go to bed he would give us hugs and then he made sure to go say "good night Nacho, see you in the morning". When I got up to get the coffee going I would make sure the fish was fine. When "D" got up the first thing he would do is feed it.
Well, his Birthday is here, and around 8:38p.m. he turned 7. I remember Mom Jr. and Jr. being with my brother and sister in law all day. I was watching Friends on T.V. in my room and laughing, my Husband was saying "stop laughing he's coming out and the doctor isn't here. What did I know it was funny, I had an epidural, I couldn't feel anything. There was my (biggest) little boy weighing in at 9 pounds 11.3 ounces!!! I saw his feet when they layed him on me and said look at his little feet (I was probably just tired and delirious from the whole day of being induced). My Mom said "little? he's huge!!".
7 years later, he's my quietest child, he takes after my Dad's side of the family physically, he's the first to give hugs, he has the biggest dimples out of all of my children, he's the one I know will be the protector of the others.
By the way, his fish tank has now grown with two more fish and a crab!! Grandma took him to the pet store and he invited his brothers to go with him.
I'm sure this is going to be a Birthday he will not forget, as he gets up every few minutes to check on his pets in their new fish tank. His big brown eyes just stare at the fish while they swim around and the crab hides in the the log. Nacho, Mr. Biggie, Tiny, and Pinche the new pets of our household.
On this 7th year of the birth of my 2nd son I would like to thank my Mom, Sister, Brother, and Sister-In-Law for being there for us that day and night that "D" made his appearance for all of us. His middle name was given to him in honor of my Brother who has always been there for me since I was born. "D" I am sure with out a doubt will make us all proud.
Happy Birthday my (little) big boy!!
We should all be excited about our Birthdays like we were when we were little. My Mom has always said "you will never be that age ever again, so enjoy it to the fullest because you will only see it once".
Just a thankful Mom for a Happy Birthday Son!!!!
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