A year ago today I had my abdomen sliced open and a baby torn out of it. Not quite the way we had planned it – but the product was what mattered. A healthy baby girl who would make the following year simply amazing. I am not a very good writer and I’ve read so many first year tributes that were amazing, that I’m scared to even try. But – I do have a perspective that is a little different than some. A perspective of an 11-year-old boy who’s dream came true a year ago today.
LilZ had been asking for a sibling since about the time MrZ and I met. Maybe not quite that soon…but he was sick of being an “only child” the first time someone asked for the kids with no brothers and sisters to raise their hands – and it was only him. I have learned in the last year how destined he was to be a big brother. He has amazed me in every way. I feel like I gave both kids a gift a year ago today: a give of another person who will love them unconditionally their whole life. Knowing that they will have, as an adult, what I have with my brother – or what MrZ has with his siblings – makes me feel secure about their future. No matter how tough the road gets – not only will their parents be there – but they’ll be there for each other.
So – instead of writing the tribute myself – I asked LilZ to write about the day NikkiZ was born – this is word for word what he gave me.
I remember the day Nikkiz was born like it was yeasterday. I was in Social Studies on October the 26, 2005 when the intercom came on asking for me for check out. I jumped up like I had just won a million dollars and ran to the office to find my Mimi sitting in the office chair, smiling.
I had a billion questions like “what color hair does she have and what does she look like and is my mom Ok?” My Grandma said she had red hair and was the cutest thing, ever. And that my mom was fine, but being pumped with morphine.
When we got to the hospital and went to my moms room and I saw Nikkizs little face it was the happiest thing in my entire life. She was so little and cute I had to hold her. She was light, 8 pounds.
When I was getting details from my mom she kept dozing off and picking up right where she left off. It was funny.
When they came home from the hospital it was a couple days before Halloween. Nikkiz was a pumpkin.
That is all I remember about when Niikiz was born, one year ago.
Nikkiz, time has flied and I cant belive you are 1. I love you soooooo much.
Happy birthday, angel. From all of us.