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muskrat turns eight.

Today, eight years ago, I was laying in a hospital completely exhaused with a little 8 lb 10oz baby boy who didn't have a name. The tag on his wrist just said "Baby James". It was the weekend before Mardi Gras and I was twenty.

Today he has a name, and he prefers chinese food for his birthday lunch. He was given books (the first the Percy Jackons and Diary of a Wimpy Kid 2), a Harry Potter chess set, and biking safty gear as gifts. He's going through issues because me and his father no longer live together and he's having trouble expressing them. He has the loudest laugh in the room. He still snuggles with me in the morning and kisses my check when he's not worried who may see him being a momma's boy.

Eight years is a long time.



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Feb. 9th, 2010 04:04 am (UTC)
This made me smile and get teary eyed.
I love you guys. <3

Where did you get the name Trevor from?
Feb. 13th, 2010 03:33 pm (UTC)
His dad picked it. I got the middle name, though. We didn't know what I was having so the deal was if I had a girl I picked the first name and he got the middle and vice versa if I had a boy.
Feb. 9th, 2010 06:22 am (UTC)
Aw :) Happy birthday, Trevor!

And Happy Mommy Day, Eugenie!
Feb. 13th, 2010 03:34 pm (UTC)
thank you! We had so much fun :)
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Feb. 13th, 2010 03:34 pm (UTC)
He had chocolate cake. He was happy :)
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