The details of his "birth day" are forever engraved in my memory. I can't remember what I need from the store, but I can remember the sound of his first cry, the smell of his newborn skin and the feel of him on my chest. I immediately missed being pregnant; but loved holding him in my arms.
He was born at 9:21 a.m. April 26, 1995- at Carilion Hospital of Roanoke Valley. He was 21 1/2 inches long and his weight is a mystery. The scales were broken so his official birth weight was 7 lb. 8 3/4 oz... his weight about 8 hours after birth.
From day one he was strong willed and determined, but always happy - I remember taking a picture of him crying just to prove that he did in fact cry.
He went to sleep when he wanted, for however long he wanted and always got up early
He cried everyday from around 5:30 - 6:30 pm
He hated the sun in his eyes
He did everything early- crawl, walk, run, hit a nail with a hammer, and so on. He could carry on an adult conversation long before he should have been interested.
Today he stands taller than me-and provides an awesome shoulder to lay my head on. Shaynie hugs are precious.
Shayne has had alot of change to deal with- homes, schools, friends, loud little brothers. He handles it like a pro. He is a great big brother. He is strong, and disciplined, and more determined than ever. He is caring, mannerly and compassionate. I love the nature of his heart. He makes me proud.
He loves hunting, being outdoors and working with his hands. He loves to learn new things as long as it isn't connected to school, like mechanics and carpentry. If he doesn't know how to do something, he googles it and teaches himself. He sets high goals for himself. He has talked about serving in the military since he was about 5 years old.
Because he is just like his momma; we clash. I know he is a teenager and this too shall pass. I want to be part of his world but think right now I just embarass and frustrate him.
Does he have any idea how much I love him?
His requested birthday dinner was simple- could have been anything he wanted but he asked for Hamburger Helper Cheeseburger Macaroni (his favorite) I also made him eggs for breakfast (a little thing but it does make him happy) He celebrated by hanging out with his friends over the weekend and a butterfinger cake. He got clothes, the movie AVATAR and a new smart phone.
Is this real... where did 15 years go? What will the next 15 look like for Shayne?
I don't know but I do believe God has great things in store for Shayne and I am honored to be a part of the greater plan. How blessed that God chose me to be Shayne's mom.
He doesn't usually read this blog- thinks it is silly- but just in case he checks this one out excuse me while I talk to him ...
Happy Birthday Shayne- I love you to the moon and back- you are more than I ever expected or could have imagined. As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be. I love being your mom!