8/22/2010

Today I officially Get Old! I have a teenager!

** I wrote this last year for Tucker on his birthday. I am reposting it because, well, I didn't have time to write another one because I was helping him do his laundry :)

As if turning 35 this year wasn't enough to make me feel old (it really didn't) the fact that I now have a teenager is what is going to put me over the edge!

Twelve (Thirteen now!) years ago tonight I was starting my 21 st hour of hard labor. At 5 am in the morning I had woken up to what I thought was a dream that I had peed in the bed. I kept apologizing to my husband and tried to get to the bathroom, but I just kept peeing everywhere! Now 6 kids later I would have known right away that my water had broke, but I was unexperienced and young. It finally occurred to me almost 45 minutes later that maybe my water had broke, and by this time the contractions were coming hard and fast.

I waited as long as I could before I wobbled out to the car and to the hospital. I labored in the tub and listened to Cat Stevens, I walked the halls during the afternoon, I laid on my side and talked to myself. Every now and then my midwife would poke her head in and check on me, she had already been up at the hospital for 2 days and was trying to get a little sleep in another room.

At 12:40 am after much pushing my sweet, sweet baby was born. It was nice and quiet, just Paul, my Mom, the midwife, a cranky old nurse and my little sister peeking from the doorway to welcome Tucker. I was so tired and almost in a little shock that when they immediately laid him on my chest I was scared that I wouldn't love him.

I have never been so wrong.

Tucker has been something so special from the beginning. Even as my first baby I could recognize it. He has such a special spirit about him, he instinctively has that thing inside him that tells him when reverence is needed. He has always been cautious, no matter how we tried to teach him otherwise he is naturally a careful person.

Thats him in the back, the little 3 year old who's head you can barley see, I sent him down the Snake River with his Aunts and Uncle, he has never forgiven me.
Tucker is a strong boy, he has always had such a strong sense of right and wrong, and he stands by the right thing.
He takes care of his sisters, and his little brother. He is going through that stage where they annoy him more, but when other people or kids are concerned he stands up for them, I have never had to ask him to do this, he just does.
Tucker has the kindest heart that I have ever seen. If there is bad news or a horrible story on T.V. he never wants any part of it. He can always see the spiritual side of things, and follows his heart.
During our last vacation without any prodding from us he was asking his little cousins and sisters to dance. It was sweet to see him trying to make sure they had a good time and wasn't yet concerned that it might make him look "dorky"!
Tucker is smart, and I am not just saying this because I am his Mother, I have other children that I would not say this about... the boy is brilliant. I have not been able to help him with homework for years now, he almost has a photographic memory. In second grade he read the entire Lord of The Rings series, by himself, in 3 months. He didn't get credit for it at school though, because it wasn't on the list for elementary school students. Tucker has always been able to understand concepts that were complicated for even adults.
I love this boy so much, he is turning into a wonderful man. I am so proud of him and love him for the wonderful spirit that he brings into our home. I have such special feeling for him because he was my first and I had so much time with just him. I feel like we grew up together. I had him when we were in college, it was a really long winter that year. Paul would leave for school at 8am and get home from work at 11pm. I sat with Tucker all day in our little cinder block wall, 600 square foot apartment, just the two of us, all that lonely cold winter, and the next winter as well. I just talked to him all day long, and took pictures of him sleeping. I had nothing else to do and I didn't want to miss a single thing that he did.
So Happy Birthday Tucker! I LOVE you so much!
Love, Mom!
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5 comments:

.:Anna:. said...

*sniff*

Remember when I couldn't remember the word, Hybirophrigents or whatever and Tucker had to remind me? He was like 4.

emmarchione said...

What a lovely story! I am the mom of only one little girl and I've always wanted lots and lots of children too. Children are such wonderful gifts! I love to read your blog and really it brightens my day to read about your little ones! Thanks for sharing!
Best Wishes from an admiring
Mom who is older than you! (tee,hee)

FightOnLara said...

Aw, what a nice letter! I remember having him in my primary class for a brief period and he was such a good kid.

Them Browns said...

This was so sweet to read! I hope I get a chance to do that for my kids...I still have a few years. I remember after Tucker was born, that was ALL Anna would talk about! (it almost got annoying - I was only 12) And I can't help but notice in the rafting picture, that Anna looks like she is going to fly off the edge of that raft. :)

Joy said...

The rafting picture totally cracked me up. He is a strong boy for sure. Hope he has a great birthday and loves every minute of being 13. It will be a great year for him as he has such strong character.
Good job momma!
♥ Joy