It's Tylers Birthday....Shout Hooray!

Hey Tyler! Do you know what day it is?

It's your Birthday! Wake Up! It's time to Celebrate!

The "Tyman" requested homemade buttermilk drop biscuits and gray
for his Birthday breakfast. I must say, those biscuits were AWESOME!
As you can see, we go all out with decorating for Birthdays!
It's going to be a magical day......

Tyler is just reflecting on this exciting day!
I knew he would love the decorations.

Yeah, I even put a sign on the inside of the front door.
I thought it would be exciting when he came down
the stairs and saw this first thing! I think he liked it.....

That's my Tyler. Today at 8:03 am, it became official and he turned 12 years old. It is a tradition in our house to tell their story of their birth. I have now be telling Tyler his story for 12 years. Now, I will share it with everyone.

When I found out I was pregnant with Tyler, Berkley was only 14 months old. I was happy and scared all at the same time. My first appointment with Dr. Gorrell didn't go so well. Tyler's heart rate was too low and it was very scarey. They were not sure if he would make it. I was feeling really good until the next morning. The day after that visit, I started vomiting and didn't stop for the next three months. Needless to say, everything was ok. At 12 weeks pregnant, I had an appendicitis attack and was rushed into surgery. The doctors could not guarentee me that Tyler would survive the surgery. After a blessing and a prayer offered by Dr. Gorrell, I was taken into surgery with Dr. Greene. I had to spend several days in the hospital but, once again, Tyler made it. I prayed that the Lord would keep Tyler safe and he has. Somehow we both made it to the delivery day. I got to choose Tyler's birthday!

The day Tyler was born was magical indeed. Uncle Mark and Grandpa were racing across county from California to make it to Virginia for the big day. The arrived sometime around 3:00 am that morning. Vince and I made a quick stop at the Wal-mart and picked up some batteries for the camera and a phone card. I remember it so well. Nobody was very friendly at 5:00 am. After our stop we headed to the hospital. After all the pre-op work was done we rolled into the operating room for the C-section. I panicked on the table because I couldn't feel myself and they had to stabilize me. My heart went crazy and then I started throwing up! Vince offered me a play by play of what was happening but was asked to stop by the Anesthesiologist. Somehow I survived the experience and Tyler was delivered at 8:03 am. There is no sweeter sound than that first cry! The tears that streamed down my face were tears of sheer joy!

Vince once again got to be the first to enjoy our newborn. He was able to carry him to the nursery while I was being stitched back together. Vince also brought him to me in recovery. He was the cutest baby in the world. He was here. All the fears I had about being able to care for a boy dissolved and I was immediately head over heals in love with this most handsome little guy.

I love remembering these things. I am so proud of my Tyler. He is my son. He is a good person with a kind heart. He is a deep thinker and I can tell when he is concerned about something. He loves history and learning about the past. One day, I will not be surprised if he is a great General! I would follow him into battle any day. He is couragous and is a defender of truth. I pray that this new year will be filled with great things for you Tyler. We love you and wish you a wonderful, magical Happy Birthday!