2 years ago, at about this time, I remember agonizing over my inability to urinate. I was told that by 10pm I was supposed to be able to urinate and empty my bladder. However, my urethra was traumatized because of giving birth. After 10 excruciating hours at the delivery room, I guess it could be expected. No, I will not come up with my birthing story for this post, that will have to be an entirely different post. Nonetheless, I feel that this day should not pass without me coming up with an entry. Never mind the fact that I still have not fully organized this blog. This day, albeit ordinary to most, is one special day for me and my family. This day marks the day, when the Lord finally gifted us with our precious little boy.

To my son,

All the nuisance and difficulties I had to go through, especially the pains of childbirth, was all worth it. It was a cheap price for me to pay in exchange for that very first time I gazed upon your lovely little face. When you came out, the 2 nurses cleaned you up and after wiping you clean quite quickly, they placed you closer to me to give you a kiss. You were wailing real hard, but when I said “hi Nathan.”, you suddenly stopped crying as if things were  suddenly all right because you know mommy’s there.

When you grow up, you will realize that mom and dad can’t do everything, and yet I pray that even so, you will grow up in the knowledge that no matter what, your dad and I will do everything we can to give you the best that we can. I want you to know always that you are special, and precious and loved for exactly the way you are, no more, no less and don’t ever let any body make you feel otherwise.

I love you son!