Dearest Boston
Happy 4th Birthday

Dear Boston,

Four years changed my life forever.  

Your daddy and I were in Wilmington, DE trying to waste some time waiting for you to arrive. 

It was Memorial Day weekend and we didn't want to get stuck at home.  Then midnight on the 24th you decided you had enough.  It was time to come out and play.

Little did I know then, what I know now.  Our lives are so different.  Our purpose and path has changed.  Forever.

I remember that day like it was yesterday.  

For some weird reason I knew it was the day.  I had crawled into bed and at that point could barely sleep anymore.  It was so uncomfortable.  Hard to move...but in my heart I just knew you were coming out that day. My water broke around midnight on the 24th and your daddy and I took off to the hospital.

I had no idea what to expect.  None.  

Mommy had some pretty scary and major complications bringing you in the world.  But I know now that you would be ok.  Then?  I was scared to death.  You were all I thought about for 9 whole months.  

But God didn't want to give me too big of a fight and gave me a healthy pregnancy.  He did however gave your dad and I a scare.  A weekend of worries and uncertainty.

The best part of the whole experience was seeing your daddys face when he held you.  He was so scared to touch your little fragile body.

The other great part was that you were born on Poopaw's birthday.  What a super special date to share with my daddy.  

I remember it well.  6:42pm and I got to see your little squinted face.  

Ok.  We're at Disney.  Time to celebrate.  I love you little man.