For my Earth Child. . .

So along comes a boy. . . finally. The day I found out you were a boy I went out and bought a bunch of balloons that said "it's a boy" and then rang the doorbell and waited for your Dad. I knew he would be so excited that he was getting a boy, that his family would be a mirror image of the one he grew up in. You have were such an easy baby, a great last baby. Even though you took your time coming and then took forever in the delivery room. My last labour was my longest labor which of course was a surprise to everyone. But once you arrived you barely made a peep and that was your personality. Quiet, simple, always smiling. You slept through the night at two weeks. Had us scared because we didn't think two weeks was possible, but for you it was. I didn't think raising a boy could be that much different from a girl, but you proved me wrong. It amazed me that at two years old you would crawl across the floor and in coming across a barbie would react as if it was nuclear waste. You'd get all the barbies out of the vehicle and then take the vehicle. Yes you love cars, anything with wheels. Your third birthday where we got you a truck with a lot of cars in it you were so excited you actually slept with your truck for two months. I had also heard that little boys were momma's boys and I was looking forward to that. For nine months you were a momma's boy. You hated it when I left your side and your favorite thing was dancing. I would dance with you every day and I loved every second. You preferred that to rocking, to your swing, to anything. However after nine months you became a daddy's boy and you only wanted daddy for everything. Sigh. It was frustrating - I wanted my snuggly boy back, but I also loved seeing the relationship you had with your father. Even now when I see you two spending time together, it does my heart good. I loved it in Florida when you two went off together to see the Space Centre. You are grounded, strong, smart, quiet. You don't draw attention to yourself and you pretend not to notice what's going on around you, but you know. You are very very smart, just like your Dad and I am very proud of you. Of all my kids you are the quietest, the shyest, but there is a wild streak in there I am sure just waiting to get out. I'm not sure what you will become, it's still a mystery, you could be a dancer, because at Candice's wedding you showed you had real moves, and I like how my introverted boy could suddenly become so extroverted on the dance floor. Again you surprised me.