Friday, April 18, 2008
My boy turned 18 months old today. I can't believe it has been eighteen months since that chaotic day at the hospital. I don't want to remember the bad memories, only the good ones but I still can't help but be affected with it. The good thing that came out was the fact that my boy was healthy and he is growing smart. I know I sound like a broken record when I talk about my son but what mother won't be proud of her child? There are times he makes me feel frustrated and mad but most of the time he just melts my heart. As a mother I can't help but be proud of him and brag about his accomplishments. Here's a wish that he will grow up to be a good boy. I love you son. So much!